kind of a weird day

It’s not been such a dramatically weird day that I felt uncontrollably drawn to blog about it, but I’m in the mood to procrastinate myself away from what I’m doing (perhaps part of the day’s soft oddness) and so I shall.

I woke from an abnormally good night’s sleep to classical music and a cheerful disposition. Let me tell you, I’m not accustomed to the kind of positive morning experience where you’d swear animated bluebirds just lifted the sheets from your rested body and adorable woodland creatures delivered your robe and slippers… nope, I’m kind of a struggler in the morning. But not today…

It had not yet ticked over to 9 AM when I found myself, fairly alert at my desk, beavering away at my RSS feeds, email, and the code project I needed to get my teeth into today. I even paused when something got tricky, did some yoga, pleasure read some PHP instructional book as I stretched, and got back to my desk with renewed insight and enthusiasm. I think those bluebirds refilled my coffee… and spiked it with something…

There was a pretty intense looking car crash outside the flat this afternoon, but even that seemed to happen in the most positive way possible- no one hurt.

I think I’ve finally reached my limit. I haven’t had dinner yet and I can’t tell if my blood sugar is bottoming out or if the world really has gone slightly foggy. Either way, it’s tempting to ride this almost drug-like daze till bedtime, though I know that’s not healthy whether it’s got anything to do with my blood sugar or not. Maybe I just feel like the bluebirds will magically make dinner. Tesco magically delivered the groceries, so now the little imaginary creatures in my head can make dinner. I’m just gonna sit here and listen to myself type while the world looks like it’s covered in cellophane…

UPDATE: I made some food. This concludes my efforts towards anything productive for the rest of the evening. 😛

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