So I've had my two first half-days back at work.
And I guess I didn't die, or hide under the desk or something (which only a few weeks ago was a very realistic and rational possibility), so that's a plus.
The first day was exhausting. So I napped all afternoon when I got home. But then I cut the grass in the evening, so it wasn't a total fail.
This morning I could barely get up, but eventually managed to actually leave the house and do some work. Mind you, it was gentle work that's not really worth the money I make, but work nonetheless. And I haven't needed a nap yet this afternoon, which I think is a good sign. And I even ate lunch today! Hello, appetite. Nice to see you again, asshole.
Despite all that, I keep getting a bad omen.
See that one weird branch sticking out the side?
And remember the effing crows? Aka Death birds?
Well, there is one motherfucker who just won't lay off.
Fucker is haunting me. Taunting me.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary... And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming...
Death Bird: "Ha, ha. You're a loser. You spend all your time sitting in your living room with your tv in front of your face and your computer on your lap."
Me: "No! Be gone, death bird!"
Death Bird: "If you're gonna sit and stare out your living room window all day, I'm going to sit here and remind you of DEATH."
Me: "Well, that sounds positively marvelous. ...NOT. Shew, Death Bird! Leave me be, I implore!"
Death Bird: "Never!"
Me: "And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor / Shall be lifted -nevermore."
Ok, so I was less poetic than that, and the crow was less articulate in general, but you get the idea.