More tired than necessary
Ever have one of those mornings where you stare at the computer screen and words start blurring together? You lose the ability to separate lines and letters? That's my morning. I'm finding myself staring off deep into the computer screen, as if I can see something beyond it. But no... there's nothing there. Just my dispatching screen and sneaking my live journal when no one's looking. Mondays aren't at all like Sundays. The back-office people are here... the people with actual say and power around here. They lurk on Mondays. It's not silent today. There's Andrea speaking loudly on the phone. She has the radio on, tuned to some R&B station. Or it could still be the gospel station. I try to tune it out since I don't like R&B, and I'm closer to agnostic than anything else right now. The TV's blaring in the driver's lounge. I miss my quiet. At least Wadii doesn't come in today, so I might be able to maintain my sanity. Wadii, honestly, is one of the slower human beings that I know. And I'm trying to be nice about it. He's snippy, rude, and easily overwhelmed. I have a decreasing amount of patience with his shenanigans. Anyway.
Heroes is on a repeat this week, so I might have time to bang out those reviews tonight, which are now officially a day late. Ugh. I really need to stop procrastinating. I wanted to write these reviews. I wanted this avenue. Now I'm bemoaning my fate. I just need to knock these out and move on. I should do that tonight. This will become complicated if Steph decides to come over for support. So I need to bang these out quickly, otherwise it'll drift onto my Tuesday to-do list. That's another way of saying that it'll get done over the weekend. Wait, no it won't. The college basketball tournament starts on Thursday, and that'll be my weekend. It has to be today. Has to be.
My quest of adding random people's journals that seem interesting continues. Read some nifty journals. Wish I had more time to do that today, but the phones are ringing like crazy, and it's probably time for me to pretend to do work. I have an entire day of rides to dispatch for tomorrow, and another one to figure out for this evening. I need to get on it.
Heroes is on a repeat this week, so I might have time to bang out those reviews tonight, which are now officially a day late. Ugh. I really need to stop procrastinating. I wanted to write these reviews. I wanted this avenue. Now I'm bemoaning my fate. I just need to knock these out and move on. I should do that tonight. This will become complicated if Steph decides to come over for support. So I need to bang these out quickly, otherwise it'll drift onto my Tuesday to-do list. That's another way of saying that it'll get done over the weekend. Wait, no it won't. The college basketball tournament starts on Thursday, and that'll be my weekend. It has to be today. Has to be.
My quest of adding random people's journals that seem interesting continues. Read some nifty journals. Wish I had more time to do that today, but the phones are ringing like crazy, and it's probably time for me to pretend to do work. I have an entire day of rides to dispatch for tomorrow, and another one to figure out for this evening. I need to get on it.