The Entourage
WHAT THE FUCK. I moved my "office" into the dining room because I thought that maybe working in the same place I sleep was a bad idea for mental association (workspace vs sleep/relaxing space). Also, it's where the TV is and where everyone congregates to watch it or hang out.
So I've been fairly productive today, moreso than I have all week. I'm pretty happy. I'm not falling asleep at my keyboard and have been fairly focused on what I'm doing since I came home from work (and still going strong seven hours later).
Only problem: EVERYBODY decided to fucking hang out in the dining room now that I'm here. Where folks would normally just sit in the living room for hours (yes, I sleep on a loveseat in the living room, with one brother on the couch and another on the floor) without moving, they've been walking in and out, seemingly trying to see what I'm "up to." >_____<
GO AWAY.
I assure you, whatever I'm doing is of no interest to any of you. There is no need for you all to sit around the table with me, serving as further distractions I tried to get away from by REMOVING myself from the most popular room in the house.
And the headphones blaring music? That's not a subtle hint for you to talk to me.
Sigh.
So I've been fairly productive today, moreso than I have all week. I'm pretty happy. I'm not falling asleep at my keyboard and have been fairly focused on what I'm doing since I came home from work (and still going strong seven hours later).
Only problem: EVERYBODY decided to fucking hang out in the dining room now that I'm here. Where folks would normally just sit in the living room for hours (yes, I sleep on a loveseat in the living room, with one brother on the couch and another on the floor) without moving, they've been walking in and out, seemingly trying to see what I'm "up to." >_____<
GO AWAY.
I assure you, whatever I'm doing is of no interest to any of you. There is no need for you all to sit around the table with me, serving as further distractions I tried to get away from by REMOVING myself from the most popular room in the house.
And the headphones blaring music? That's not a subtle hint for you to talk to me.
Sigh.