Today I was out of it. I’m still exhausted from the high energy schedule I’ve given myself. So I had an impossible time concentrating on work. I’ll admit I wasn’t very productive. The annoying part is that about half an hour before leaving I started to wake up and was actually making progress. I would have stayed longer, but there is that schedule I’ve given myself.
I got home, and didn’t get myself organized enough to get a dinner. So I decided to go to Chianti after my improv class. I had to miss the first half of the class because I’m on the condo board and it was meeting today. Those meetings take forever, and I blame the fact that we have a lawyer leading them and he wants to do everything by the book. Protect us from liability.
Anyway I did the bit of the class that I could get to, then drove to Chianti. The place was closed. Hardly surprising. It was a quarter to ten. So I came home. Instead of scrounging up something to eat, I instead write in my journal.
I’m feeling quite alert right now.