Truer words were never sung because this has been one heckuva day.
I noticed last night that it's a full or close to full moon, so maybe that has something to do with it. Maybe stress, worry and sleeplessness have something to do with it. Whatever. It's weird.
I walked into work, fired up my computer and my screens were halfway wonky again. I don't know why. Nothing except a weekend in between then and now changed. But the resolution was goofy. It wasn't the mouse this time - thank goodness!
However, I did learn, belying the old saw about old dogs and tricks. I signed in before doing anything about the wonky computer, so at least that wasn't messed up, too.
I don't even know what I did but, after about thirty minutes the left screen went black - 'no signal'. Jiggled and fiddled and voila! it came back - and the resolution was fixed, too. Weird.
Maybe the moon was passing through the House of Jupiter and touched the doorway of Mercury. I don't know, but it's fixed and working.
Opened Outlook and the world appears to have exploded. A collection of e-mails of the "I need this now!" variety. Great. Monday has barely started and it's like being surrounded by three-year olds in need of a cookie.
Unfortunately, none of the needs are minor. All are time consuming and require some variety of prioritization. Took care of a couple of easy ones first, delved into the most time consuming and got that done, went to my ten o'clock meeting, dove into the next group and so on. Now, at noon, I feel better about things.
Except for the dearth of sleep. Yep - insomnia struck again. Which, if I had motivation to get up and do something, and if there was a modicum of flexibility of schedule, it wouldn't be such a bad thing. There are, after all, twenty-four hours in a day, so if it were up to me, I would sleep when I'm sleepy and work / write / play when I'm not. Too bad convention demands a schedule.
In this case I'm functioning (or trying to pretend really hard) on four hours or so of sleep. Not ideal. Another hokey-pokey night - right foot in, left arm out, etc.
Oh well. C'est la... vie, guerre, take your pick, I'll leave it to you.
I am getting things done, and they're not going too sideways because I am taking my time to keep them from going sideways. On a day like this I really don't want to get the phone call from someone, "Hey, you screwed up!" Not a good thing when I'm half asleep. It disturbs my nap. So I'll take my time and pay attention.
Tonight, however, I will sleep. A lot. Probably during the snoozer of the Monday Football game because I don't care about the Cardinals and whoever it is that they're playing. I'll let hubby watch that, provide pillow services for Sam, who will no doubt take full advantage, and sleep.
What's weird / funny / ironic about hubby is that if I'm really tired and say I want to go to bed early, I get an argument - "Why can't you stay up until 9:30?". If I fall asleep on the sofa, that's okay. No comment. Gee - could it be a control thing? Hmmm. Let me think...
And I need to get well rested before the weekend. NaNo starts on Sunday and I have a huge goal, as mentioned previously. I don't know that I'll really need eighteen pages a day, I may cut that back to something more realistic. I guess I'll find out. Then I may regret not cheating.
We did more house clearing yesterday, even though I'd asked for the weekend off, but it was good and easy and you can't tell because we cleared out our collection of VHS tapes. We kept a good few - probably in the range of 100 or so, but tossed at least as many. Unfortunately, this is another case of not being able to see the result. Not unless you look in the garbage bin. But they're gone and it's that much less stuff to go through.
So - that's about it from here for now. I'm going to get back to work so I can get home at a decent hour, and get some much needed sleep!
Have a lovely day and a non-insomniac night!
Best~
Philippa
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