Christmas is over

So Christmas is over. I almost have to say, "good riddance!" I think I wrote about this before in my previous blog, but I've learned not to like Christmas anymore. The expenses, the crowds, the traffic, the lines. There is nothing merry about all of these. I hate to admit that I'm becoming a grinch. The pretty lights, the fragrant trees, the carols, the jolly old Santa -- they just don't cut it for me anymore. I wish that something would change this feeling so I can enjoy the holidays again, but nope. Not this year. Maybe next year it will be different.

I'm taking 7 days off of work these 2 weeks as vacation. Didn't go anywhere out of town but sure love the fact that I can sleep in everyday until 11am. Wake up, go to lunch, mope around, and then it's more moping around. No schedule, no thinking, and no work. In fact, I love this type of lifestyle so much that I'm already dreading going back to work next week. The thought of going back to work a few days from now is stressing me out. You know, that feeling you get when you know you have to do something, but you're trying sooo hard to procrastinate not to do it? Yep, that's what I'm feeling right now. I just know that eventually that dreadful day will come and I will be dragging my feet into the office. Well, I guess, until then, I should just savor the moment now!!

Worker's Comp

I fell down yesterday evening as I was leaving off work. It is the only stretch of space that is not-carpeted and the only way out to the elevators. The janitor just finished mopping the floor and had pretty much left all the water and soap around the place. Despite the fact that the yellow "caution when wet" sign was up, and my every attempt to walk carefully, I still slipped and fell. I made a crashing noise that everyone who sat around the area came to see if I was ok. I was too embarrassed to admit that I fell so I said I "almost" fell and that I was fine. Low and behold, when I got home, my entire left side of the body became sore. My left thigh, which hit the floor the hardest, is now bruised and painful. My left arm, which I used to bear the brunt of the impact, is very sore. Throughout the whole night, I was unable to sleep on that side of my body, because as soon as I put any pressure onto my thigh and arm, I feel pain. I am also feeling a little of sensitivity in my lower back.

Today, when I came into the office, the first thing I did was to send an email to our facilities and safety coordinator, copied my boss and the head of HR. I told them that I fell and that the janitor should NOT be mopping the floor during those prime leaving time (between 5:30-6:30). I also suggested that he should dry the floor immediately, not just leave it and let it air dry. HR immediately opened a worker's comp claim for me and I was recommended to go see a doctor. I tried to make some appointments but unfortunately, was unable to get any today. I am actually very uncomfortable. It must have been a bad fall. I guess as we get older, our body just don't take falls well...