Shit. Is. Legit.
Despite the yawning, actually feeling more energetic than I have in recent history.
Far more focused as well.
A wee bit more clarity.
And that last bit is particularly helpful, since I've been doing a lot of thinking about the events on Friday.
Those who know me... know that I've got a real problem getting stuck on things.
Not many things, but some.
And when I do, it's with a vengeance.
In this case, it's to do with being called out for using a "six-dollar" word (the word was "irrespective").
And it fit, but I guess the ideal way of describing it would've been "without taking into consideration".
Nope.
Too many words.
Too many syllables.
Too much time.
Considering going full petty and using less word because they do trick.
But then I started unwrapping the rest of that particular encounter.
And I got angry.
I know I shouldn't.
Maybe.
But that one's easier said than done.
And so I spent the better part of the weekend dwelling on it, and realized something important.
I don't enjoy this job.
It doesn't carry any meaning.
I pride myself in the product I churn out, but it just doesn't seem...
Fulfilling.
Satisfying.
And so I've decided that I'm going to put considerable thought behind whether this particular juice is worth the squeeze.
And if I decide that water is just fine...
Then once I get my full disability from the VA...
I'll just drop chocks and deuce out.
Anyway.
7/10 for the day so far, and that's up from my 5/10 this morning.
Progress being made.