Yesterday evening, I accomplished absolutely nothing. No excuse--I just went home and slumped in a chair. Probably because it was all dark and gloomy and wintery-looking outside. It's spring in Harvest Moon Sunshine Islands, so I gamed for a while. Watched a really bad disaster movie (volcanoes). That's about all I remember.

Later, I had one of my periodic bouts of killer insomnia, which I only defeated by turning my nighttime fan to "medium" to produce the necessary level of white noise and enough of a cool breeze to make me comfortable. Maybe if I'd thought of doing that two hours earlier, I'd have gotten more sleep.

Anyhow. Naturally the heat is off in our apartment building (no one expected a mid-May snowstorm) so this morning the room was cold and the fan was blowing such a gale of wind I couldn't force myself to get out of bed and turn it off.* I did eventually, of course, but not until 7:50. So, I was late for work.

And now I'm going to be groggy and unfocused all day. It's only 10:00 and I've already started four or five projects, then dropped them five minutes later to meander over to another idea and dabble with it briefly.

Some weeks, things just don't quite run smoothly, you know? It's like you're a half a degree out of focus every day or something.

I'm on my fourth cup of coffee, so we'll hope for the best.

This morning the office is full of random men. I think they're window cleaners. They all have buckets.

I was having a thought--the kind that might have led to a brilliant breakthrough but was more likely to inspire me to eat breakfast--but I lost it when one of them started to climb up on one of the desks. No! They're not actually desks, okay? Just cubicle-things and I'm pretty sure that one wouldn't take his weight. He thought better of it, though.

Yesterday, in the all-staff 'Nut-together, NewBoss Anais announced that I'd gotten my Webstrainer certification. I didn't like to correct her--I've done the first exam with the second, actually hard one still in my future--so I played along.**

She made me explain what it all meant and then asked me about my shiny new game (content advertising) and for a moment I forgot myself (no one understands the kind of jargon I tend to use or what some of these accomplishments really mean, much less what it took to accomplish them) and lapsed into excitement.

Later, she came over and told me how much she and CEOJason had enjoyed my enthusiasm and how much they liked seeing me so excited.

Weird.

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* I laughed when I first saw those remote-control fans showing up in stores, but I'd have paid big money this morning to be able to stretch an arm out of my warm cocoon and turn that blasted blizzard-maker off.

** Also? I found my score unimpressive. And, yes you might say a pass is a pass, but I don't feel that way. I told myself I should be able to get 95% without breaking a sweat, so a result of 91% is now and forever just--not enough.