Bad day.
I woke up with a migraine. I went ahead and called into work, only to find that my team lead was out too. Oh well. They'll survive, it's the beginning of the month, the big push is over, and my call tickets were in pretty good shape. Of course, I just remembered now that I forgot to put an "out of office" message on my voicemail.
Great.
And to top it off, I caught Rembrandt pissing on the wall in the office today. Which is interesting, because he's "fixed" and has never sprayed before. This means I need to go to the pet store and get some of that odor-removing stuff to use if he does that stuff again, plus pick up the new "enclosed litterbox."
I did get some laundry done today... which was long overdue. Also took myself out for Mexican after I finally got up and got moving (around 2 p.m. this afternoon).
I'm already tired again, which is OK. Hopefully by the end of the three-week "habit-forming" period I'll be used to my new sleep schedule. It's still a little fucked up, but it's getting better.
Work tomorrow, then the weekend. February is going to be hell.
Ciao for now.
I woke up with a migraine. I went ahead and called into work, only to find that my team lead was out too. Oh well. They'll survive, it's the beginning of the month, the big push is over, and my call tickets were in pretty good shape. Of course, I just remembered now that I forgot to put an "out of office" message on my voicemail.
Great.
And to top it off, I caught Rembrandt pissing on the wall in the office today. Which is interesting, because he's "fixed" and has never sprayed before. This means I need to go to the pet store and get some of that odor-removing stuff to use if he does that stuff again, plus pick up the new "enclosed litterbox."
I did get some laundry done today... which was long overdue. Also took myself out for Mexican after I finally got up and got moving (around 2 p.m. this afternoon).
I'm already tired again, which is OK. Hopefully by the end of the three-week "habit-forming" period I'll be used to my new sleep schedule. It's still a little fucked up, but it's getting better.
Work tomorrow, then the weekend. February is going to be hell.
Ciao for now.