Happy Tuesday everyone.
Everyone keeps calling me a "short timer." This is a phrase that I had never heard until it was applied to me last week. I guess I really am though. Especially in light of things like coming into work at 10:30 this morning (let's just say it was a bit hard to get the engine going this morning). It's hard to focus on the remaining bits of work that I need to get done before I go. The fact that I am so fucking tired certainly doesn't help with that. Folks ask me what I'm going to do with my time off between jobs and they laugh when I say "sleep." I think they think I'm joking. But I find myself daydreaming of the feathery-flannel-goodness that is my bed and I long to curl up there. Just for a couple whiles.
I've been bringing my Mac with me to work this past week and I'm really enjoying it. Of course, I use it mostly as a big silver stereo system. I turn on iTunes and just let it sing in the background. I find that it's easier than using my iPod, since I don't have cables all around me and I can be more aware of the ambient sounds around me. It won't be very practical at Adaptive Path though, seeing how it's one giant open room, essentially. I doubt all of them will want to listen to John Denver or Toto or the other gems from my "mellow" playlist. From what Peterme said I won't even have a wall to lean against. I'll miss my office door.
I need to start packing things up in my office and bringing them home. Like posters and books and whatnot. That will make it all so... official. At this point it is all still this unreal dream that might not happen. At some point I'll wake up and be on the same old course as always.
