I have a counseling appointment on Wednesday. First time I’ve been back since starting thisnew job. I had to wait until I got sick time as I have to work until 5 pm, and to get to my appointment, I have to leave at least at 4:30 pm. So 30 minutes of sick time every two weeks.
I haven’t told my boss yet that this would be an on going thing. I guess I’ll just send an email every two weeks and hope that she is forgetful enough to not notice. So what if she wants proof that I was under some type of health person’s care? Can she require a “doctor’s note” and if so, how do you keep something like that private? Oh well.
I guess the bigger picture here though is I’m still scared to go to my counseling appointment. I feel all talked out, empty. What do you say once you’ve hit that point? Hello I’m depressed now what? I know… I know… I’m never going to beat this so I need to stop complaining. I watched Girl, Interrupted and Nell this weekend. I was in tears by Saturday night. So very hard to get through. Maybe because I connect so well.
I’ve started doing landfill inspections twice a week. One longer, one shorter trip. About 4 hours for the long one and 2 hours walking for the shorter one. It is so tiring I’m ready for this to be over with. I come home from the long one and just crash. Hubby’s nice enough to help out with the chores and cook on those nights.
Oh well, finally got my W-2, so hopefully we can get our taxes done soon.
This week will be busy… tonight bowling, Wed counseling and Thursday an AWMA meeting.