I really intended to work when I got home today, but unfortunately, I never got to that. I had to watch American Dreams. It was a good episode. Good editing. I’ve been organizing all my floating “stuff & things” tonight, which is making me feel almost organized. Too bad I should have been working instead. It’s just hard to work on something when you’ve already tried to quit the job and they weren’t keen on the idea. Looks like I’ll have to make them fire me. sheesh.

It’s been such a symbolic day. I’m ready to declare it unfinished business day. Strangely appropriate for the start of a new year. I had an email exchange with someone this evening that I’d really never communicated with. It’s a long story. There still seemed to be some existing tension. Well, in between emails, I was filing papers in my cabinet and in boxes, cleaning up all parts of my life today it seems. Even that email I got earlier today was somehow tied in all this, except it’s part of the phase II. I’m happy with myself. I’ve handled today well. I haven’t thought of killing people or gotten myself bent out of shape or cried or gotten depressed, which would have been expected reactions to the variety of things that have hit today.

I think I’m too disappointed about the first email today to let anything else worry me. I didn’t realize it was so late. I guess hearing my second infomercial from the living room should have been a hint about the hour. “Did you know the air you breathe inside can be more polluted than the air outside??” OMG it can’t be!

There are 2 holes in my new calendar. I had to get out my damn level to hang a calendar. That was a first. I’m becoming so handy. I think with the type of guys I tend to like that’s probably a really good thing. Haha and it’s a really, really good thing if all the guys I keep finding seem to be taken. You know, I think I’m going through withdrawals due to my last project ending, not even just the people, but the actual project. How sad is that??

I should sleep. I have 2 weeks of work to “fake” in the morning. This isn’t like me.