I have less than two weeks left on the job, and I am finding it difficult to care.
I don't want to get up and go. I don't want to be there. I don't want to focus on work while I'm there. And in the evening, I don't want to think about going there again tomorrow. I mean, what's the point, really? We both know I'm just cruising now, biding my time until all the sand runs out. What's the rush to show up, give it my all, or try to get excited about anything there now?
I really think I ought to just hang out at home and let the time play itself out. I'm like a dead woman walking, so why fake it? *sigh*