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Work is still killing me. The last week of April I was working 90-100% of capacity... and struggling because I had other things to do.
This week, I'm actively looking for things to toss, although I've only just flat bailed on one thing so far, and working at 130-150% capacity. Sore now.
And I feel just like that guy in the song: "I've been one poor correspondent, and I've been too too hard to find, but it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind."
I'm trying to read some livejournal today, while I have the chance of a "thin" day (75-80% of expected) and write some things, just in case the next chance is long-time coming...
What of y'all that reads this and wants me to comment on your journal or just thinks we need catching up (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
oldfolkieathome and polychromatic22 yes, I got phone messages, I call you back), holla back here.
This week, I'm actively looking for things to toss, although I've only just flat bailed on one thing so far, and working at 130-150% capacity. Sore now.
And I feel just like that guy in the song: "I've been one poor correspondent, and I've been too too hard to find, but it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind."
I'm trying to read some livejournal today, while I have the chance of a "thin" day (75-80% of expected) and write some things, just in case the next chance is long-time coming...
What of y'all that reads this and wants me to comment on your journal or just thinks we need catching up (
oldfolkieathome and polychromatic22 yes, I got phone messages, I call you back), holla back here.