It’s been a strange last two weeks or so. Yesterday Liz told me that I had seemed slightly miserable for the last few days. I hadn’t really thought about it, but I think she’s right.

This week at work has been rife with meetings (and rumors) of budget cuts, streamlining of processes, and reorganization of departments into functional groups. It remains to be seen what will shake out in the end, but the outlook is making people around here nervous.

When I haven’t been at work, I’ve been at home trying to figure out the multitude of minor annoyances that have been building up in my apartment. In the last week the hot water heater has broken and needed replacement, my new laptop has been acting erratically, the NYS DMV thinks I might have missed a court date, and I’ve spent about 12 hours on hold for various customer service support issues that seem straightforward to me, but not to anyone else.

I’m glad Liz helped me to realize these things, as I can’t really do anything about getting out of this funk until I realize I am in one.

Oh, and on a stranger note, I have been having really whacked out dreams lately and also have been incredibly thirsty. We’re talking like 20 glasses of water a day. Is there a strange correlation here?