plague journaling

I had a very nice day at work. People were pleasant and helpful. I'm making good progress to multiple job title sign-offs that will get me pay raises. I learned a new skill.

I didn't think about the apocalypse hardly at all, apart from saving a few more sets of lightly-used gloves to bring home. That just sort of happens instinctively now. Then I came home and foolishly subjected myself to news. I have regrets. But it was a nice day.

I've decided I'm going to implement nap time this weekend. I've been sleeping poorly, and I could use the extra rest. I could also use some time away from...the everything. I'll only let myself listen to something pleasant. I don't have to sleep, but I do have to close my eyes. It'll be nice.

Did I mention how tired I am this week? Good gods, so tired.