Ever have one of those days where you feel like you were going non-stop but didn't manage to get anything actually accomplished? That was yesterday. It might be because I spent so much of it on my feet, giving presentations (including the exact same presentation twice in two hours). And most of the rest of it was training, which is extremely important but not really productive in the same way that doing my own work would be. Now my feet hurt, I had strange dreams about getting lost in New York City, and today promises to be more of the same. Not to mention that I need to work from 8am to 7pm. (My compensation? I don't have to work Saturday. Yeah, that makes everything better.)
Okay, enough with the bitching. Gotta finish getting ready to start that long workday. I wish I could say the sooner I start the sooner it would be over. Stupid steadiness of the passage of time.