Today I felt crazy. Grumpy, depressed and sad. I was pushing when I wanted to be pulling. Poor Rob.
It was a great weekend, but so short. So short. I cried a little this morning when I thought about going back on call. At just the right moment someone reminded me that we have one weekend left on call before we go off for our exam and December break. 11 days. After the reminder (and two dark chocolate-covered blueberries), I started to perk up.
On the break I want to eat chocolate and read books. I want to break my laptop addiction for awhile. I want to gaze lovingly at Rob, play stupid board games and do puzzles, ditch my car and walk, leave boot prints in the snow. I want to laugh, and mean it.
I saw Woody Allen's latest film the other day and it was excellent. Reminiscent of his old work that I love. A lesson in how the grass isn't greener on the other side. A good reminder. Important.