Okay, so it really isn't. At least not in most peoples' vocabularies. But it is in mine!
Not because I have to get up at a stupidly early hour of the m*rning to go to work. I actually enjoy the work part. It's especially nice after having been out of work for as long as I have been. However...
When you feel under the weather (and not in any definitive sense, mind you, but in that vague I feel ucky way that makes you tired but doesn't really provide you any real illness to fight) and spend most of the weekend sleeping, M*nday comes far earlier than usual. Thus leaving you feeling like you were cheated out of the weekend.
This is how I feel today. Cheated. A and I discussed the possibilities of taking today back for further testing and having a soft launch of the week sometime Wednesday afternoon. I am all for this plan.
It is another good reason to win the lottery. I'd enjoy that. It would make me much happier in regards to money issues and such. I'd even start a business to keep me busy.
Either that or I need to become a published and wealthy author *nod* That would also be a totally satisfactory turn of events.
No, I didn't write at all this weekend. It was bad of me, but honestly, I slept. At odd hours I don't usually sleep. For far longer hours than I usually do. So the writing will just have to wait til I get home this afternoon. Then I promise that I will be good and write lots. I'm shooting for 4k words this evening. I'm pretty sure I can do that no problem. Of course, I've also just jinxed the hell out of myself and will now be slapped with the big ugly block stick. Maybe I'll sleep if that happens!
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