So I haven't been to work since noon last Thursday...and surprisingly...
I've loved this.
This is not a good sign. I have really enjoyed not being at work. I did stop in once Saturday to pick up some paper I had left there and checked messages (much to MS's humor and dismay) and again to do a little switcheroo yesterday. But I haven't even thought about work as an, "OMG, I need to go back to work!"
Maybe it's because this weekend has been so full and fun that I haven't needed to miss work. Or maybe it's because I have enough to do on my own that work doesn't need to encompass my life anymore.
Whatever the reason (since as I'm rereading those they sound a lot the same) it makes me a little worried for tomorrow when I go back to work for the week. I need to be and stay motivated. I have a lot to do and I've been putting it off, which is not good.
But until then, I'm going to enjoy my last day off and get some things accomplished.