Not My Day
This morning, shortly before noon, I went to my car and found a screw nailed inside the rear-left tire. When driving last night, I thought I felt something weird, but nothing looked bad… not until half the tire was deflated this morning.
A trip to the repair shop to plug a hole quickly turned into a $300 unexpected expenditure. The hole couldn’t be plugged and I had to buy two tires.
Prior to all of this, I was already in a down mood and this has clearly made things worse.
I took all of last week off work (and had missed Thursday of the week before for a trip to Philadelphia) so now I’m going to have to catch up.
This week, we do another web cast, the first one since the catastrophic failure. I want absolutely nothing to do with it.
In a couple weeks, my new web site for work is due. I feel really behind on this project with all the stuff I have on my plate and it’s now becoming a burden.
I’m late on a handful of side projects, including a redesign of this blog. Not as important as my work, but still.
The general thoughts of “what’s next” are creeping back. I should get on it, but I keep pushing it further and further away.
It’s all on my mind. And it’s killing me.
It’s just not my day.