I feel like I have to hold myself to some standard of getting some kind of results. It doesn't seem to keep me wired and/or stressed out, but I do feel like I need to be doing something, and blog about it to measure it.
I finally got up "early" today, at 9:30. Still about eight hours of sleep, so at least I'm shifting earlier. First thing I did was rock the Mini-Wheats and get to CoasterBuzz, for which I found zero news. Then I got the podcast cut and uploaded. I emptied the dishwasher, showered, tore through a ton of CoasterBuzz Club card print/stuffs (thanks everybody... couldn't come at a better time), surveyed the damage to the vents on the side of my house and got some chicken out to marinade.
Only I didn't have any marinade, so combined with a Home Depot run, I ventured out. At Da Depot, I got some sticky thing for my living room rug which is supposed to keep it from bunching up, so we'll see how that goes. It's the wrong size, but cheaper than the ones I found online. I got a replacement vent for the downstairs bathroom, since birds tore up the old one trying to nest in it, and shit all over the side of my house. Also got some weed-n-feed, which I hope to put down tonight.
Here it is a little after 2, and I'm ready to really buckle down and work out a book outline. I'm probably insane for doing it, but whatever, it keeps writing itself in my head. I just need to get it into electronic form.
Surprisingly, I can see my desk. And it needs dusting.