I messaged my boss that I wanted to take today off, but I had an 11am meeting to attend and a 2pm meeting. He told me he didn't want me to work hours in between day off time, that is not the way our "SOP" is defined.
I pretended to know what he meant. I had to google what SOP is. Standard Operating Procedure. I actually didn't really know that we had one defined but I guess we do and I wasn't paying attention. SOP it is.
We're supposed to take a whole day or a half say. I said I've always just taken personal hours. Rarely whole days or half days or whatever. But okay. I'll take a couple hours off. In a row.
He offered to take my 2pm, so I could take the whole afternoon. I said no - you are already in a meeting (thank you for giving me access to your calendar, chief). So I did my 11am meeting, did other things work-related, ate some lunch, did the 2pm meeting and am glad I did it for a lot of reasons, and then messaged the team that at 3 I was taking some me time.
And then I played games on my phone for two solid hours. Well, I stopped just before 5.
See, today I wanted to do a bunch of things that I couldn't get done over the weekend. I wanted to get garden soil for the plants we bought. I wanted to get blood work done. I wanted to swing by the mechanic to ask why we have a check engine light on in the Mini, when we just had $7,000 work done to it. Last month. What the heck, guys.
But I played games on my phone. And did my steps. Fed the dog and went to target.
So I did leave the house, I did do a thing, I didn't get the blood work done because there was no way I was going to make it over there before the lab closed. Maybe I'll step away tomorrow and do it.
I didn't take the whole day, but a few hours, of just me time.
Recently, I saw a South Park episode where Butters gets a job at an ice cream store. Little kids can get jobs, with their parent's permission, because no one wants to work and businesses are suffering. Thanks to Joe Biden and the Pandemic, etc, etc, etc.
So there's Butters, working at the ice cream store busting his ass. Cartman wants in on this and gets his mom's permission to get a job. Reluctantly, Butters vouches for him, the very serious business owner is a little wary but, Butters is a good kid and so his friend must be good too.
But he is not. You know it.
Cartman gets the job, comes to work and he basically does zero work. Takes constant breaks, plays with his phone, observes Bare Minimum Mondays and Take It Easy Tuesdays. He accuses Butters of making a toxic work environment, and then tells them young people have invented these work allowences for their mental health and no one can fire anyone because that's against the law.
Cartman learns his lesson, of course, when he and Kenny decide to start their own business. They get Butters to invest his paycheck (and of course that goes over well with Butters' parents).
This episode is hilarious. My work wife said to me "you are always Butters in these situations and everyone else is Cartman."
So I decided to be a little bit Cartman. It's part of our SOP maybe. Everyone on my team takes time off during the day, but they usually don't ask our boss first. Which maybe was my mistake.
Anyway. I got nothing done. As I mentioned. But. I did have a Mental Health Monday or Bare Minimum Monday. Whatever we want to call it.
I have NO meetings tomorrow, so maybe it'll be Take it Easy Tuesday too. But I don't have to go anywhere (well, there is the blood work thingie?) Hmm. We'll see what tomorrow ends up looking like.
Digits, below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours; no dedicated 10, 6400+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
8:15am: 174
5pm: 192
10pm: 173
food:
coffee/water
10:30am: left over chinese food, mongolian beef and some lo mein noodles
12noon: metformin
1:30pm: pbj on keto friendly bread
7pm: pork loin, 4 pierogis, mixed veggies mostly broccoli; glass of wine w/ginger ale; metformin+jardiance
8pm: anxiety eating trail mix
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