It’s the second day in a row my morning routine is really off. Today it is not because of the weather or school being closed. Today it’s because I am too nice and previously made a commitment to someone to help out with a new business venture he is trying to start and this week that call came in. I’m basically meeting him and a prospective client at her business for a meeting. His vision is a good one, and this initial meeting will be very eye-opening as to whether or not he’s really on to something.
I’m not going to go into any details, because it’s really not my place to say more about it. In short, though, I’m sitting in an office now, waiting for the other folks to show up. This means I am not working out, not working, not reading, writing, cooking, or running errands. Those are all things I need to be doing and instead I’m doing this. I’m a little irritated about that, but I’m the one who offered (over a month ago), so I have no-one to blame but myself.
I probably will not be back home until 11:30, and if I decide to go grab some groceries quick while I am out, then I will be even later. I appreciate my schedule being this flexible, but I’m not going to make a habit of this. I need my routine. I also feel fairly uncomfortable being put in this position. Meeting new people is not my thing and I’ve only got a vague idea what I am doing here. I asked again yesterday what value he thinks I will add to this meeting, and the answer was “I don’t know, but plenty I’m sure”.
It’s now almost 9:40 and I’m still sitting in the lobby. The gal at the front desk gave me a tour of the place and it’s very nice. I feel like it would be a great place to work. The longer I sit here, the more it is wearing on my patience. I need to think about something else to distract myself from the whole thing.
With the strange nature of my day yesterday, I was not able to get my steps and I didn’t do jazzercise and I ended up being up quite late and then was not able to fall asleep. I had this new song stuck in my head and it was driving me nuts. “Havana” is the name of the song, and I really dig it, but when it’s going around and around in your head at half past midnight, it’s just rotten.
I ended up taking a half a Xanax. Well, I tried to cut one in half, but it split unevenly and so I took the smaller half. After that I tried to read little from one of the new books that arrived in my mailbox today. I’ve received 5 out of the 6 books I ordered but one of them was was the wrong book, so I had to “return it” and order the right one.
Here I am several hours later (4 to be exact), and just got home and finished lunch. That consumed over half of my day and it’s just total BS. Valuable for my friend, definitely, but eeeek I feel way behind now.
I might just chalk this one up to a total loss work wise and go read some more of my new books. I definitely don’t feel like I am in the frame of mind at all to look at the same documents I have been staring at for a week now and also don’t feel like learning something new on AWS. To be honest, now that I am home and have FINALLY eaten something today, I kind of want to crawl in bed and take a nap.
I haven’t seen my friend Leah since before Christmas and so I should really try to get to her Jazzercise class today.
OK… so all this nonsense today feels like me just typing out a big long rant as my day progresses so I’m just going to give up.
We’ll try again Tomorrow,