The Great Depart

So it looks like I won’t be able to work much longer – probably another week or two at best. I just can’t handle the 9-to-5 thing. It would help if I was sleeping, or eating, or feeling anything close to normal. Today was a horrible day, and I ended up leaving work early. I now have only half a sick day left before I have to start just taking unpaid leave. I can’t afford too much of that, I’ll tell you right now.

The most important issue is whether or not I’m still an asset to my company. As it stands I’m still an effective member of the team, but for how much longer? Half days, slacking off, zone outs, are all become far too common. It’s only a matter of time before I cease to be an asset and become a liability. I would rather leave an asset and come back an asset, rather than let the quality of my work drift into dissarray.

So let the countdown begin. When and for how long remains a big giant question mark that will be decided by the insurance company and my body as time goes on. What the hell I’m going to do all day is something that’s going to bother me for some time. I fear I may go insane…or take up embroidery.

Mood: Worn Out.