The holiday weekend felt ill-timed to me. I want all of the Bad Stuff to be over first so that I can actually relax and appreciate it.

Next in line for “Bad Stuff” is the second of two “luncheon” meetings with Customs at work tomorrow. Besides always managing to fall right when work gets busy so that I can’t appreciate the time away from the office, what I hate most about these things is that by being a lunch meeting it overwrites my actual lunch. Just because they feed you, it doesn’t count as a break!

Anything that forces me to both interact with groups of people and doesn’t let me get out of the office on my own for a bit, I consider introvert hell. Worse yet, I get back to my desk before I would actually be leaving for lunch on a typical day so a draining experience is followed by an even longer afternoon.

One more day to go and then I can check this one off my list. Next comes an all-day FDA class in Tacoma in June.

Tacoma.

Someone missed the memo that I don’t do freeway driving. After a week or so of feeling panicky every time I thought about it, I’m resigned to the idea, at least until it gets closer in a couple week.

Exactly two weeks I see, looking at my calendar.

I can maybe relax in two weeks.

Are we there yet?