Got up at 7, somehow missed the alarm, actually got out of the bed at 7.35, rushed everything but still did the workouts and the morning post but skipped showering. Walked to Davis, in at 8.35, work at 9.10, helped coworkers with the deployment issues we might have, since we're going to production in two days. Had a coffee chat with a coworker, intense heart-to-heart conversations on how to improve the culture at the workplace. Got the Monday breakfast, it wasn't bad but nothing work writing home about. It's fine. The red line to work was surprisingly slow.
At lunchtime we had a 'team lunch' -- played the game Geoguessr where I got one answer really right and one really wrong. Also played an interesting party game called 'fake artist' where everyone but one player gets a single word, and the 'fake' artists gets a paper that says 'fake'. Everyone has to draw something on a shared sheet of paper to let other players know they are 'real'. The faker has to draw something too. At the end of a round (or two), everyone votes who the faker is. If the most people vote for the faker, they win. If they vote non-fakers out, the faker gets more points. The game keeps going until everyone gets bored, or I guess you could play for points too, idk. Got two sandwiches and wraps at the event, goddamn good those hummus and lettuce wraps are.
After lunch more helping the coworkers, but mostly killing time because I was on the call. Left work at 4.25, took the Green line to North Station and then the Orange Line to Wellington. Took the 100 bus from Wellington to Aldi and bought thirty dollar worth of nice chocolates. The entire Aldi trip took maybe 10 minutes. Got out, took another 100 northbound bus, got off in the middle, took the southbound 101 bus, and at home in 5.55. So by turning my 50-ish minute commute to 1.5 hours, an addition of 40 minutes, I can make the trip to the grocery store be completely in public transport. I've discovered this before and talked about it in detail but ohboy do I impress myself.
Got home surprisingly lacking in energy and tired, so finished off the remaining soup with cheese and crackers. Good stuff. Still didn't feel full-energy, did the laundry anyway. Watched some tv, talked too roommates PK and BB. Read a lot, wrote a lot, wrote two important letters that I felt very passionate about, did the workouts. Need to do 35 more pushups and I'm done for the day. All that remains is to go down to get the laundry, fold 'em up, take shower, and good night sweet dreams it is. Realized that if I don't bunch all my activities to 1/1.5 hours towards the end of the day, I can actually get them done pretty easily without stressing out. Perhaps the stress is causing me to plan better and become more disciplined. I think it's worth it, that way there's actually less stress except the general kind that puts me in general 'working' mood.
That's all there is for the day, need to get a haircut and hang with SS (phd) and JM tomorrow, and go to class the day after. Two more workdays remain before I leave for my monthlong trip. Need to start packing ASAP. So excited. Gotta chill.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Tell me what you think. I'll read, promise.