Chepooka

Me Zombie

I’ve had a wee bit of trouble sleeping lately with all the stressful stuff going on. I woke up at around 1:30am last night. Three episodes of Law & Order later, I finally fell back to sleep around 4am.

I could have slept in until around 8 or 8:30, but nooooo. Some guy calls at 6:30 wanting to sell me computer supplies.

me: “Dude, you’re catching me a bit early today. It’s 6:30am in Alaska I was sleeping.”
him: “Oh, I thought AK was Arkansas, I’m sorry.”

Anyway, so today I had to do some major catching up on work because I’m so behind. The neighbors want me to meet tonight for another chit chat, which I understand, but a week later and I’ve GOT TO GET SOME WORK DONE. I can’t live, breathe, eat and sleep the problems with our building—I have to make the money to pay the attorney and (probably the repairs too if it ends up having to go to court) and I also just need a (excuse my french) fucking break. They understand, they rule.

So I whipped up a comp today in record time, luckily I was prepared and had an approved wireframe and creative brief and a good road map in place. But I HATE not having the luxury of time to “sit” on things. (Meaning, coming back the next day with fresh eyes so you can judge more objectively if it’s awesome or it’s ass.) Sent it off, boom, I’m done for the day. And I’m a zombie.

Tomorrow is a work session with an incredibly important client. Bright eyed and bushy-tailed I must be. Only now? I’m so OVER tired that I’m wired. The recipe for major insomniatic episodes.

*think restful thoughts*

Posted by chepooka on 05/15 at 03:28 PM