||[Oct. 17th, 2003|10:13 am]
I'm catching a cold. Throat getting sore, nose getting stuffy, generally low energy. I realized yesterday when my brain was simply nonfunctional that something was up, but today it's definitely there.
As I have mentioned before, thanks to last winter's shattered shoulder and surgery, I have not one single day, hour, minute of sick or vacation time left. And because the human resources person counseled me against taking the last of my vacation time in August, and because I bravely told her that I understood the policy against leave without pay and knew that I was taking the risk of getting sick and that that was a risk I was willing to take, there is no sympathy to be had on the job front. If it doesn't hospitalize me, I'd better plan on working through whatever may come.
I did this to myself. Because I promised my daughter that we would have time together this summer and take our little trip to Niagara Falls, and I would not go back on that promise. I would make the same decision, given the same circumstances; it was well worth it for the time we had together.
But it's really hard to contemplate the rest of the semester with no break at all. We are going to Connecticut for Thanksgiving, to have the holiday with Ferrett's folks and to attend the wedding of his cousin, and to see the kids. Which is all really great, but not in the least restful. Between work, school, and Law Review, I am looking at serious burnout by the end of the semester. When the day student members of law review talk about writing their research papers during the winter break, I just wanna punch them. My winter break will consist of merely working 40 hours a week - woohoo!
This weekend was going to be really knuckling down, starting on outlines, reviewing and consolidating the two months of learning. Now it looks like it will be trying to do all that while feeling like crap.