Today is just a flat journal entry about spending the day in the office. Mostly because it was a long day staring at the screen.

This morning an online survey we made available last night to a certain audience registered entries for only English respondents. Of 800+ replies end day, if the instructions invited the respondent to choose an English or a Spanish path, I would have expected a few Spanish entries. None. No word from the client who has access to results pages. Nothing. Silence. I tested the survey functionality on the Spanish side, and it worked fine for me. Tim heard me about 5 times comment about the lack of Spanish respondents to the site. I was paranoid today- because I hate thinking I made something that didn’t work. And I was tired today. And I was more antsie waiting for the call that never came.

Midday, my contacts gunked over. It is literally like having translucent goo in your eyes. You see, but you see nothing clearly. I was under stress trying to get a second portion of promised work done late afternoon, and suddenly I could literally not make out characters on my screen, it was so bad. I had a spare pair of contacts in the office, and I finally gave in and took out and tossed the pair I had worn in to work today. And I was frustrated, because I had just started wearing those last week. They had an incredibly short life. And I even sense gunk on the new ones tonight. Dadgum allergies.

I felt like I was on a coffee bender all day. Knees bouncing. Attention everywhere. Thoughts disjointed and disconnected. Nerves amped.

When I left tonight about nine, what I needed to get done finally came together nicely, elegantly. Somewhere around 7 my mind settled down in the empty office. I turned up tunes from “Singing in the Rain” and sang along to the few bits of choruses I knew, and I hammered out an image management system a tool we use. At least driving home I felt like I had accomplished something today.

I’ve been quick to anger lately. That’s not a good thing. I recognize in myself that when I am like that, I am not feeling the strongest inside. On edge. Anxious. Quickly angry.

Some day.