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It's been a long week. I had Plans for this weekend, but they got postponed on account of going to Falmouth tomorrow. This is not a disaster, but I seem to be annoyed that I had Plans and I suddenly have to fit them into or around Other Plans. Usually I can deal with this better than I am. I don't know what's different about this time. Perhaps the fact that I've got so many vacation days saved up that I can't have any more until I use some? (Fixing that the week after next, but that's still a week from now.)

I should have listened to myself last night when I got home and said "Know what? I'm BEAT, and I probably shouldn't go to work tomorrow." But since I was physically capable of getting out of bed this morning, off to work I went, having put the contact lenses in the wrong eyes and having to wait until I got to work to do anything about it. That may have had something to do with the subsequent headache, but so did being at work in the first place and dealing with the JDE.

All that aside, today is Friday, and that means I don't have to deal with anything work-related for two whole days. And I have a massage appointment tonight, which is good too. And tomorrow I can hopefully soak all the differently-sore parts of me in the ocean for a bit. I suppose it's good that I can't go and get tattooed tomorrow, which was part of the Plans I had. Soaking a brand-new tattoo in the ocean is a very bad idea. Hell, if I wait until I'm actually on vacation, I can make an actual appointment and then I won't have to cram that into a Saturday along with everything else that gets crammed into Saturday lately.