We won our first game last night. It was closer than we would have liked, but it was the first game and we were missing our second pick. We’ll gel. Again I worry about not doing right by my teammates, in play and captaining ability.
Worked on market research yesterday, and not much else. I describe writing last night as “fun, in a frustrating, painful kind of way.”
Today, there’s more of that and also housework. I’m strangely antsy. I think I started this really brief update about an hour ago, but I keep wandering off, both figurative and literally, to do other stuff.
I also realized that I need to read three books a month if I want to hit my goal. I haven’t been reading much other than online stuff lately.
Gawd, my apartment is a mess. I spend all of my time in two rooms and ignore the rest. I write, game, eat, watch TV, and read all in the same messy room. I’ve been trying to be not unhappy about working in the backroom, but I miss my pretty desk. Damn broken computer.
Could it be that I’m PMSing?