May 7, 2003
I'm ready for a day off. Half way through the regular week at work and I feel bone tired. Logically, it is to be expected as I haven't worked a full week of 8 hour days at the office since June of last year, 11 months ago! It hardly seems possible, but by July I was trimming hours off every day, often absent due to the screaming nerve pain. Ed seems to be the only one who has caught on to the significance of this week, looking at me with eyebrows quirking skeptically as if questioning if I was ready.