As I walked home from class tonight, with my third "A" project of the past week in my bag, I felt a little happy, a little proud, but mostly like a zombie. This is the worst week of our quarter at the job, with the whole marketing leadership team flying in from all over the country, 2 solid days of meetings, and a cross-country video conference for all of marketing. No wonder these weeks give me panic attacks.
Had I not missed so much school/work from my 6 week bout of bronchitis, I would have stayed home and chilled out tonight, but no can do. I thought about skipping our little team dinner on Thursday night (because of course I have class tomorrow, so Wednesday is out as a chill-out evening), but we always get private dining rooms in fabulous restaurants with copious amounts of yummy wine, so this is definitely one of the perks of the quarterly week from hell. Plus, four of our little group of 12 have birthdays this week, including Jersey Shore, so I imagine if I skip our celebratory dinner, I'll be canned.
And I wouldn't want to skip out anyways. We have a great group. One of the business development guys who we invited to present at our last meeting commented on how strange it was to walk into a meeting room where everyone was greeting each other with a hug and a kiss (one of our guys is French). Imagine if that were normal in the corporate world...people might just be a little less jaded.
Of course to top it all off, there's Christmas market in the Distillery these next 2 weeks, which I hear is insane, so I'll be working my ass off at the restaurant instead of the usual easy 6 or 7 hours on a Saturday. Christmas Market is non-negotiable. If I survive this week it will be a miracle. (I'm still sick by the way. It's possible I'm already a zombie.) Upon making it to Sunday, I have girls day at the spa to look forward to - yay!
Feeling much better regardless of all that, I've added nightly baths and morning yoga to my daily routine and it seems to be helping. Keeping the panic attacks down. I think if everyone was able to have a hot bath every night and do yoga every morning we could solve most of the world's problems.
On another note, realizing that Communications is more of a passion for me than marketing, my amazing manager has asked our Comms Director to let me in a little bit, shadow some of their people, get involved in a few projects with them as opposed to just the CMO projects I work on now. And she said yes. So that's a little victory. Not sure how I'll find time for it, do zombies need to sleep? If so, I'd rather continue in my course to-date as a vampire.
I also ran into Adam today. I swear I can feel him walking down the street before we ever see each other. I was running around in the freezing cold with no coat (not smart for bronchitis-girl) desperately looking for a bakery that sells birthday cakes so I could get one for Jersey Shore. (All the cake shops in Toronto have been turned into cupcake shops, no joke.) It was ok. Adam and I now, it is what it is. I was happy with a hi and a smile. We've come a long way.
My little brother is turning 25 tomorrow. He's getting married in the summer. Such a sweet guy. Happy Birthday Matty! Love you.
So those are my random thoughts for Tuesday night. Imagine how many times in the past week I could have written that paper if I'd just stay off the internet. All in all, good day, crazy week, fun times. Life really is what you make it. It's been hard to feel optomistic being so sick, although I continue to believe I thrive on the insanity. But...if you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything! So take your vitamins, get enough sleep, quit smoking.
Sullivan out.
No comments:
Post a Comment