Clearly the way to get back into work mode after a three-day weekend is to have a ton of work to do. I came in and was immediately confronted with having to edit something, do a line-by-line comparison read of two documents, prepare a packet to send out to 25 authors, send out said packet, prepare and send out a contract, proofread something else, and copy and send out a consumer guide. It's 11:30 and time is flying. And that's just all the urgent stuff.
Of course, my first thought this morning was, "I can sleep in on Saturday." Maybe that was the result of the strange dreams I had. One was a nightmare. I don't remember anything about it, except that I woke up at 2:06 and was very upset. The other involved going to a very nice gym and use a bike there. And the place was empty, which was nice. Which had gotten me motivated to look into gyms. Because I came out of that dream with a very positive feeling.
Okay, back to work. Gack. Being busy is good, but geez, I'm suddenly feeling unmotivated. Only 50 minutes until lunch…
Current song in my head:
"It's Still Rock 'n' Roll To Me" by Billy Joel