[59%] Whups, burned through another one

On Monday my new director, the one I liked and who I moved to because I could actually talk to him, announced he's leaving Zillian. Sigh... big mood there? Yes, big mood, but also I don't think my heart rate even spiked when he told me. We can just throw another one onto the pile of burned-out directors. Another big reorg will be coming and I won't be a decision-maker in how it goes, I see that, so there's no real point stressing. He lifted me out of my old position in which I was miserable, so he still did me a solid favor before dropping me back into the swirl. (And on a personal note, I'm glad this news held off until after the weekend of the 23rd when I had important kisses to think about.)

On Tuesday I got my 2nd Moderna shot, and was flat on the couch for most of the day Wednesday and then ~100% again today. It feels pretty unbelievably good. Yes, I have to let it all mRNAte for a while longer -- and yes, that is my favorite pun of the whole pandemic -- but the procedural parts are all done and I felt some immune system things happening.

Nothing else is allowed to happen this week. That's quite enough.