I worked on a training video all day (still struggling with the fuzzy title screens – frustrating!), then went straight into continuing client work. So, that pretty much makes about 14 straight hours of work, meals eaten while basking in the glow of my 24″ iMac. Not healthy.

Now I’m just totally fried and computer’d out. I just want to lie in front of the TV and watch episodes of Anthony Bourdain’s “No Reservations” on my DVR and dream about being someplace far, far away.

Speaking of dreams, I have been dreaming about work every night for the past several days. Or, should I say “nightmaring?” As if it’s not bad enough having to be at work 45+ hours per week, but experiencing the same scenarios and frustrations while I’m supposed to be resting is simply ridiculous. I’ve been told that dreaming about work is typically not a good thing. I intentionally refrain from too much discussion about work, as it’s never a safe topic to be writing about on the Internet. Think: Dooce. So, I’ll leave it at that. (But then again, if I got dooced, I could collect unemployment and have a chance at Internet infamy and stardom! Nah, probably not since there is only one Dooce and although my dog is cuter, I couldn’t hold a candle to her hilariously well-written rants and observations about life.)

I’m hoping for pleasant dreams of vacationing in Japan or some such. Perhaps the large (!) Andes Mint Shake that Hubby bought me from Jack in the Box will help whisk me away into the land of sugar plum fairies and sweet dreams.

Day 14 of 30