Today was a day of a lot of failure. Sigh…
Pains me every time I have to write that, but I figure the best way to rid myself of that shame is to just call it out, right? Right.
I did write, but it was a pittance. I did do some narration work, but it was far short of my goal. I did do some Flix work, and I guess I’m pretty good in that regard since there’s a brief pause going on right now between projects…but even so, I wasn’t able to enjoy that pause because of my frustrations in the other regards.
Some of this funk was externally motivated, but honestly most of it has just been me feeling uprooted from my rhythm and my routine. Tomorrow will do me no favors in that regard either, I’m afraid, since I’m using the middle of my day to do some TG1T with Josh…something we haven’t done in three weeks. And I hate that I’m in the funk right now and it’s casting the podcasting session tomorrow in that light, because it really is something I should be looking forward to. I really love just tuning everything out for 5 hours and watching and laughing about Trek with Josh.
So, that will be the focus for tomorrow: just letting go of all that shiz and having a fun, loose time with the Joshy-poo. It really has been too long, and I really do miss doing that each week. Poor guy got just as sick as I did. Maybe even worse.
Anywho, it’s past midnight now, so it’s time to wrap this one up. I’d like to read for a bit tonight.
Night y’all…grumpy Ira will be feeling better tomorrow…