I started writing this on Thursday, but got distracted. I’ve sortakinda been off work since Tuesday, and trying to figure out what to do with myself. See the title.
I’ve been trying to burn built-up leave. When you go, what, five years without any paid time off, you grow accustomed to just working all the time.
Because of a change in my company’s policies just before the lockdown, I had a ton of time built up that I needed to spend before the end of the calendar year.
A few weeks ago, I told my boss that I probably just wouldn’t be working on Fridays through the end of the year.
So, after I finished paying my protection racket to the “professional organization” that has a protection agreement with the government, and demands money from me every three years just so I can stay working.
My psychologist thinks that I should try doing my writing via a microphone. I don’t know what to do with speech-to-text stuff, and I’m not sure what to do with the resultant audio.
Do I try to record a podcast?
Nobody wants to listen to that shit.
Besides, who knows if I physically can even do it. This morning, after doing my normal things, I’m slowly calm down.
But when can I get some continuous sleep?
I don’t know. I’m not sleepy at this point, but definitely, as the kids would say, woke as fuck.
So work on the NoJoMo stuff for next month.
11/1: Intro, etc.
11/2: ???
11/3: Election Day
11/4: Election Day reactions (if we know the winner….) Other things in the week, relatives’ birthdays.
11/11: Veterans’ Day
11/26: Football, especially Thanksgiving Football. (As I write this, the games are evenly balanced among conferences; if you look at some previous years, I was complaining about the paucity of AFC teams….)
11/27: Thanksgiving
11/30: Final/wrap-up
Another thing I did this morning was clean up some Shmoocon entries I’d accidentally had under the NoJoMo tag. Oops.
I think what I did during the summer was somewhat-effective. Maybe I’ll try to incorporate that in. My first thought was to do that for every entry, but given everything that has been, and will be going on, I worry that I’ll be writing far too much.