In the shower just now, I made the best decision. I called in to work. My lack of sleep and the knot in my stomach definitely qualify for a sick day. I feel such a relief. I’ve had a hellish few weeks and though I’ve certainly been unproductive, I haven’t taken a day off going into the temp job. I still can’t take the day off work, but staying home and working in my jeans and t-shirt while blasting Dogs Die in Hot Cars will improve my productivity and outlook. It costs me money, sure, but hopefully I’ll make it up in freelance work.