Slow Evening

I’m trying to have an early evening here. Part of me tends to get too wound up at night, and I’d like to see if I can make it to sleep at a somewhat reasonable hour. At night, I tend to get energized… but I never seem to remember how crappy I feel when I wake up in the morning after those sorts of late nights.

It’s been a bit slow at work, but I know there’s crap just waiting to hit us all in the jaw. It’s ccoming, and I hear it rumbling and rattling at the door. Maybe not so much this week, but come next week… it’s going to be bad.

Spring is our busiest season, so I think we’re going to start to see a big surge of creative requests, microsites, and what have you. I think my body is aware of this on a subconscious level, and is asking me to store up now before it’s too late.