...for fear of a jinx. But the last couple of days at work have gone really well since I got back. Sure, it's been slow, but that was to be expected after the chaos of April and doing two jobs for most of the month. There's the usual stuff to deal with, but it's been less irritating than previously - and certainly less so than my first week back doing just my work.
Apparently, the Myers-Briggs that I took confirmed just what I expected: INTP. Severe INTP. I couldn't be any more of a Cylon if my spinal cord lit up while I was...erm...anyway, suffice it to say that I remain just the sort of employee you'd expect in a state governed by an Austrian robot from the future.
(It doesn't hurt that the heat finally broke and now it's cool at night again. This is key. I don't want to write another string of three-figure checks to PG&E all summer because we had to keep the AC running all the time.)
