For the first time since I started working in the present company (counting 2 1/2 years now), I took a day off without worrying about whether the boss was doing fine, etc. It was truly a day off. We went to Tanger, the outlet over at Riverhead, went around, bought a few things, and got home early enough to rest. I’m pooped. Maybe because it’s that time of the month again. (One thing I liked about the first year or so of nursing was that it meant no monthly inconvenience like this!) I’m coping, and tomorrow, I go back to work.