May the fourth be with you, little slug.
Counterpart at work took three days off two weeks ago, for some reason boss took her off rotation of new clients for a solid week prior. Counterpart came back with a sprained ankle and broken wrist. Wrist required surgery. Counterpart needed to take more time off this week, was removed again from the rotation. I am getting swamped. I'm not complaining, really, because even swamped a bit I can handle it. I'm just tired and now I feel like it would be jerky of me to take time off. Which I desperately need to do for my own mental health.
Oh well. It is what it is.