I suspect I have some mild depression after the catastrophes of the last few years. It's not bad, but every once in a while I just don't wanna.
As I'm sure you already know, this is a real thing that happens. I am just coming to other side of it all, but for several years I felt like I was just chugging along and couldn't really work or do things at my normal pace. Please be kind and gentle with yourself. Don't beat yourself up
Does Tim always say "This should be easy"?
Making a statement like this basically is challenging the universe to prove you wrong.
I am at the point where I am too overwhelmed to get anything done, and it's a real problem.
I over-identify with this, Jesse.
I've been at the opposite end of the scale most of the past week. I worked ahead proactively on something I hadn't yet been asked to do to avoid resorting to filing instead.
New York art-loving peeps might find this an interesting weekend diversion: [link]
A new baby over at Foal Patrol - born on Groundhog's Day.
It's a little dumb to be miffed that my hair isn't up on my salon's Instagram, right?
I over-identify with this, Jesse.
Boooo! I'm drinking rum and watching Brooklyn 99.
I'm watching hockey. I should get a beer at the next commercial break!
I'm getting things done, but damn. I probably should make time to figure out what can and can't be delegated, and then find even more time to train people on what can be delegated. But I think you see the problem there.
I just watched the launch of the heavy lift rocket and those booster landings were amazing.
I need to get up and go to bed, but I'm a toddler-style levels of "don't wanna you can't make me."
Gud, I cheered through the whole launch! When the Rockets landed right on their targets, it was Amazing! It looked like sci-fi.