A New Personal Best

I walked out of the office a bit after 9 PM. I had gotten in around 8:30 AM, yesterday morning.

36 1/2 hours. I’ve known others who have done more, but this is a watermark for me. I’m beyond tired, and the subsequent fourteen winds that I’ve gotten are now keeping me functioning somewhat normally.

Of course, I was also standing in front of the mirror about thirty minutes ago, feeling my chin with my hands and saying "Wow, this feels like novocaine" to absolutely no one in particular.

I got a lot of work done, and I’m now in the position I wanted to be in: namely, ready to tackle tomorrow’s round of work, and the projects I’ve got lined up this weekend.