It’s late, well, maybe I should say early. I’m such a night owl! Today started out with more stomach cramps, and many trips to the bathroom, but by evening I was feeling much better and had even managed to clean the kitchen and bathroom (without getting out of breath from the cleaners! Yeah!).
My friend Tina J. and I met up, had dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant I’d never tried, and went to Homers Coffee House. We quickly left Homers (with hot chocolate and chocolate chip cookies) because the band was really, really, loud and rocking – and neither of us was in that kind of mood.
We came back to my house, watched Father of the Bride II (a wonderfully, completely mindless movie) and then listened to music as we drank our hot chocolate and ate our cookies.
I feel so rested, calm, collected and very much awake. Now, of course, it’s time for bed, and as I sit here I’m looking at the pile of work I want to finish before Monday morning. This is what’s frustrating sometimes. I feel great right now. Right now at 1:00 am I’m finally feeling the best I’ve felt in several days. I feel like I should seize the moment and work on this stuff. I know I could whip through it right now. But, if I do, I also know my internal clock will be off all week, and I’ll probably be sick again by the end of the week. Groan!
It’s times like these I really wish I could work for myself – do my interviews in the afternoon and work at night. Why is it that I’m such a night owl, and why is it that I’ve always done my best work late into the night? In the morning, I know I won’t be as productive. I never am, and never have been.
Oh well, while I’d mentally feel better to know all of this stuff was finished, I also know I should go to bed – so off I go. And, hopefully, tomorrow I’ll still feel this great.
My friend Tina J. and I met up, had dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant I’d never tried, and went to Homers Coffee House. We quickly left Homers (with hot chocolate and chocolate chip cookies) because the band was really, really, loud and rocking – and neither of us was in that kind of mood.
We came back to my house, watched Father of the Bride II (a wonderfully, completely mindless movie) and then listened to music as we drank our hot chocolate and ate our cookies.
I feel so rested, calm, collected and very much awake. Now, of course, it’s time for bed, and as I sit here I’m looking at the pile of work I want to finish before Monday morning. This is what’s frustrating sometimes. I feel great right now. Right now at 1:00 am I’m finally feeling the best I’ve felt in several days. I feel like I should seize the moment and work on this stuff. I know I could whip through it right now. But, if I do, I also know my internal clock will be off all week, and I’ll probably be sick again by the end of the week. Groan!
It’s times like these I really wish I could work for myself – do my interviews in the afternoon and work at night. Why is it that I’m such a night owl, and why is it that I’ve always done my best work late into the night? In the morning, I know I won’t be as productive. I never am, and never have been.
Oh well, while I’d mentally feel better to know all of this stuff was finished, I also know I should go to bed – so off I go. And, hopefully, tomorrow I’ll still feel this great.
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