So I’m over here watching the Boy, working off the D-man’s crazy ergonomic keyboard. Y’know how they say that the QWERTY layout was designed to slow down typing so that early manual typewriter keys wouldn’t stick? I’m convinced Micro$oft invented the ergo keyboard to similarly keep their operating systems from crashing. Or something like that.
But enough about the D-man. Let’s talk about me.
Today was a day when I expected to get Lots of Stuff done, and ended up doing none of it. Between a church lunch thang and abruptly deciding that I needed a three hour nap in the middle of the afternoon, this has not been a terribly productive day. Hence the lack of, well, stuff here. Apologies to my readers.
I’ve been feeling a little stressed of late, like I have too many things on my plate and not enough plate to hold it all, and, worst of all, one of those really cheap plastic forks to eat it with, the type with the tines that fold in half when they encounter, for example, food.
I have my blog, of course. Clearly that takes a fair amount of time. (And none of these are commitments that I don’t enjoy, mind you.) Probably need to reach a balance there.
I have NaNoWriMo going on, which I’d be half-inclined to suspend, but, dammit, I made it through half the month, and I’m gonna make it through the second half. Dammit.
That ties into my commitment to get a game running. Which is probably a New Calendar Year thing, but which weighs on me.
Commitments at work, of course. Defining processes (internal and external). Being a manager. Finishing the two damned employee reviews that are going on a month late.
Reading.
Little things like taking care of Katherine and being a good hubby and getting the place cleaned up and ready for Thanksgiving.
Oh, yeah. Starting Christmas stuff. We bought our cards. Now I have to do them. Oh, wait, I never collated in the address changes from last year. Gotta do that. And print out envelopes. And …
And that’s not counting the other long-term projects.
Oh, and I really need to turn over the church web page to this other gal that can give it the time and attention it needs.
And stuff like that.
Hmmmm. I’d like a little cheese with that whine.
Anyway, I hope D-man is feeling better soon. Really, truly. This one’s for you, dude.