Why?

I've only officially been back at work for 15 hours and yet, I'm already having work dreams. This is not good.

My eyes may be little red, with puffy bags under them because I woke up several times during the night. My sleep was restless and not rejeuvenating. When I did drift back to sleep, I had dreams about work. I actually remembered a meeting (that I didn't during my wakefulness) in one of these dreams.

I have one minor job on the go and a few meetings, but there's nothing too taxing at work. While the organizational changes are obviously on my mind, I'm coming to terms with those too. Contributing to my problem may be that our family has one vehicle and coordinating the going to and coming home from work requires some ingenuity.

In fact, I'm at work more than an hour before I should be because I got a ride in with Michael. So I'll blog, read my book and try to relax before beginning my official time. I'm sure I'd be in trouble with my disability specialist if she knew I was already here.

I have to admit I'm tired before the day even begins, but I'm sure I'm not alone. I know Michael's sleep was restless too. And then there are all those who attended Superbowl parties yesterday who may be suffering from some after-effects.

So, like everyone else, I'll do the best I can. But luckily, I only work three hours and then I can head home on the bus for a rest before my kids come home from school. The reintegration plan back to work is slow and steady. This morning, I'm especially thankful for that.

Tina