For real now…

Enough with the stupid, disjointed dreams. Strange to wake up feeling so rested, yet remember so many weird dreams…

Anywho, it’s time to find my focus again. Our house is a wreck, with our laundry and dishes piling up, and the garbage pile around my work area is a frightening thing. Need a massive reorg to happen. Already I’m pricing renting a pickup truck for the weekend to haul home the rest of the stuff I will need to set up the home office. I guess in theory the same truck could be used to haul away some big boxes of trash that we’ve been hoarding around the apartment, too. Wonder if Brad wants one of these long folding tables as a computer desk rather than our card table.

Can’t say I’m surprised he declined the Lanier Speedway nightmare, but was pleasantly surprised by his method…. sending me an attachment of “The Scream” as his reply. These people are already spoiled in all the engineering time they had for free that getting them to pay someone to take over their site is going to be like pulling teeth. A very small part of me is sad to see it go, because it’s just one of those sites you weren’t too ashamed to have been a part of…. mostly because it’s not just another real estate site. But, it’s a very small part without the benefit of any good sense, or else it would realize that site is crap, too. It may have started out as a good idea, but once again, bending designs to the whim of the customer’s idiotic notions of flashes and beeps as “good design” just makes you feel like a hack.

I am actually in the chaotic office today, where I have already been overwhelmed with new urgent items despite the number of things I handled yesterday. It never stops. Hell, it never even slows down. It’s no wonder I can’t find my focus… I’m so wound up worrying about how much longer this working from home status will hold out… how much longer will I be getting the paychecks… I guess nobody really knows. I do know that I dreamt about work last night, which doesn’t help relieve stress much. Once again I’m sitting here on a Thursday looking at a list of items that last week I promised would be done by the end of this week, and finding myself just now getting to start on them. There is no such thing as a reasonable time frame here…

Well, blah. Nothing left to say really… Forgot my lunch. Enjoying this cd rip. Jonesing for coffee. Fighting urge to jump in car and take off.

Oh, and just because I hadn’t seen it posted yet, I’m happy about this Family Guy news.