This seriously felt like the longest week ever.
Work was crazy, to the point where I was having crazy stress dreams that woke me up hours before I needed to be awake (my favorite? the one on Tuesday, where my dream that my blackberry was going off actually woke me up because I thought I needed to check the damn thing). All leading up to last night, when I was at work past midnight.
But now? Now I’m officially on vacation. One would think that this would indicate to my subconscious that I could sleep in (my plane leaves overnight tonight). One would be wrong. I fell asleep at about 2 in the morning, and woke up at…six. No alarm clock, no pressing need to do work. Just me and my lovely new insomnia. So now it seven, and I’m doing laundry so that I can at least pretend to be productive.
Anyway, all of these crazy long days made this week seem like it took just forever to get done. I’m sure part of it is the fact that there was a big shiny prize at the end of the week being, you know, not have to go to work for two weeks.
Just to give you an idea of how nuts I was this week, here’s an approximation of the conversation that I had with a friend at work yesterday:
ME: I’m going crazy! I’ve got too much to do before I leave! I’m going to be here all night!
FRIEND: [says something about wanting to go to the 32nd floor]
ME: why? what’s on the 32nd floor?
FRIEND: you didn’t see the e-mail?
ME: what e-mail?
FRIEND: the one labeled "Film Production"
ME: No – It was clearly not related to the crazy work I’ve been doing, so I ignored it.
FRIEND: [shows me the email]
Contents of said e-mail? A notification that sections of our offices will be unavailable for the next week and a half, while [extremely attractive, academy award-winning, awesomely liberal actor/writer/director (but not a blogger!)] will be filming a movie!
There goes my fantasy that the only thing keeping us apart was that I had no chance of meeting him, ever. No. Apparently it’s my inability to read a friggin’ e-mail.