Hey, almost half the day is shot... :^)
Jun. 21st, 2008 09:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpJust kidding, sort of. I feel like the grunt in the old recruiting commercial that challenged potential recruits to join an outfit that gets more done by 9 am than other people get done all day.
It started with a 5:30 am wakeup, by mutual consent between me and Shiloh. Whereupon we went for a walk "down" to our mailbox, which is nearly a mile away, which made for a nice almost-two-mile walk that yielded nothing of importance.
I then moved my office downstairs, because I've been noticing that it's all too easy for me to get up from my seat upstairs and wander a few steps to where the refrigerator stands. Granted, the fridge is still there, and it's not as if I've placed an insurmountable barrier between myself and caloric goodness, but at least the thing isn't right there, within my line of sight.
To avoid turning tomorrow into a nightmare, I'm going to have to do the shorter of the remaining contracts, along with the rework promised for tomorrow evening. Then tomorrow, I'll have to plow through the last (and longest) contract, leaving me to do one of the remaining assignments early on Monday for delivery later in the day.
Golly, that sounds like a plan!
In between, I shall amuse myself by restoring all the stuff that I threw - somewhat willy-nilly - into boxes to bring downstairs.
Cheers...
It started with a 5:30 am wakeup, by mutual consent between me and Shiloh. Whereupon we went for a walk "down" to our mailbox, which is nearly a mile away, which made for a nice almost-two-mile walk that yielded nothing of importance.
I then moved my office downstairs, because I've been noticing that it's all too easy for me to get up from my seat upstairs and wander a few steps to where the refrigerator stands. Granted, the fridge is still there, and it's not as if I've placed an insurmountable barrier between myself and caloric goodness, but at least the thing isn't right there, within my line of sight.
To avoid turning tomorrow into a nightmare, I'm going to have to do the shorter of the remaining contracts, along with the rework promised for tomorrow evening. Then tomorrow, I'll have to plow through the last (and longest) contract, leaving me to do one of the remaining assignments early on Monday for delivery later in the day.
Golly, that sounds like a plan!
In between, I shall amuse myself by restoring all the stuff that I threw - somewhat willy-nilly - into boxes to bring downstairs.
Cheers...
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Date: 2008-06-21 05:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-21 11:23 pm (UTC)After we returned from Houston to this house in 2001, I had my office downstairs for nearly 5 years before Galina made a case for moving it upstairs, and as it gave me an opportunity to put a wall between me and my computer's fan, I went along with it.
With all of the moving around since then (not a hobby, either, and Cthulhu knows, most definitely not a compulsion), I've gotten pretty good at traveling light and setting up a reasonable work space in tight quarters and jig time.
Then again, I may be delusional. :^)
Cheers...