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Today is the last day before my six day sabbatical. I am so fucking excited. I've been so god damn drained lately, and it's been excruciatingly hard for me to function as a normal adult during my daily activities.

I'm going to try and get out to take some photos tonight, and to write something positive when I upload photos here.

Last night was one of my first dreamless sleeps in weeks, but I still felt unsettled when I woke up.

Running yesterday was incredibly tough. My heart just wasn't in it. We completed the run, but I was super slow (averaging about 9:20 per mile, which is practically walking) and I wanted to quit the entire time. Usually, it's the part of my day that I look the most forward to, because I can unravel my head and I come away from my run feeling moderately better than I did when I started. Yesterday was just a rough day. I'm hoping that everything starts kicking in soon, and life starts feeling less like an ugly, ugly chore.

I did pick up a few extra things for Tosh and I to do before and after our run, though. I also started monitoring my food consumption so I can actually start eating like a human being instead of pecking at shit like a bird. I made myself a gigantic salad last night, because fuck yes, salad is my radar. I've stopped using salad dressing (I quit that shit last year, actually) and have opted for lemon juice. Because it's delicious. But I had lovely sweet butter lettuce, spring mix, corn, garbanzo beans, dark red kidney beans, carrots, avocado, and chicken. And my fucking avocado tasted funny, so I had to chuck it. And it kind of ruined my night.

I am absolutely 29 years old. An avocado ruined my night, and I'm blogging about a salad. Fuck. Me.

But, I get to have that exact same salad, sans avocado, tonight for dinner, and I'm wildly excited about it.

Tosh's husband Ryan is here at work, and I'm really tempted to buy him lunch so he'll go pick me up a sandwich.

I don't even give a fuck how boring this is. I'll take some pictures later, hopefully those make up for it, but honest to whatever, blogging about my big as fuck salad picked my mood back up.

I have a shitload of work to do since I won't be here for the next six days, and I don't want to leave anybody in a lurch while I'm gone. So I should get back to actually working. But this was a lovely little break.