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There were at least 30 consecutive seconds this morning during which I strongly considered not coming in to work. Then I remembered that I have a vanishingly small amount of time off, and that I would be missing a class, and I roused myself from my torpid state and staggered towards the shower. But I'm not feeling it, not by any stretch of the imagination. And neither, clearly, are most of the people in my office. We've dubbed it "Friday Madness," because all of us are so deliriously happy that its Friday that we seem to have completely lost our minds. At about 9:15 AM a coworker turned to me and said. "Hey -- is it 4:30?" And I regarded him soberly and replied, "Yes. Yes I think it is." And he nodded and said, "Have a good weekend." And then we both went back to work.
Exalted last night, which seemed to go OK, despite the unscheduled lack of one player. I enjoy running that game, but I get the vibe sometime that the players are suffering from creator's remorse and would like some form of do-over. Which is really the opposite of the usual situation for me. I think maybe I've become a significantly more laid-back GM in the past couple of years. Then I came home and stayed up a touch later than I intended to, having an illuminating converstation with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
human_typhoon (who is, it must be noted, actually a human typhoon, no foolin'.) Which was probably the strongest source of my overwhelming desire not to get out of bed this morning; I got even less sleep than usual.
Remember how I mentioned that the date of my move to Chicago was not yet set in stone? That it was fluid, and apt to change? Well it did, again. My new manager in that office is lobbying for me to move in March instead of April. The idea is that it would be beneficial for me, in preparing my final training project, to be out working real accounts in the Chicago office for a month or so. In theory I agree with her, but in practice I'm starting to feel as though I'm at the center of a tug-of-war. Paritcularly infuriating is the fact that everyone seems to think its fine that this go unresolved until after the holidays, by which they apparently mean January 1st. Grar.
Exalted last night, which seemed to go OK, despite the unscheduled lack of one player. I enjoy running that game, but I get the vibe sometime that the players are suffering from creator's remorse and would like some form of do-over. Which is really the opposite of the usual situation for me. I think maybe I've become a significantly more laid-back GM in the past couple of years. Then I came home and stayed up a touch later than I intended to, having an illuminating converstation with
human_typhoon (who is, it must be noted, actually a human typhoon, no foolin'.) Which was probably the strongest source of my overwhelming desire not to get out of bed this morning; I got even less sleep than usual.Remember how I mentioned that the date of my move to Chicago was not yet set in stone? That it was fluid, and apt to change? Well it did, again. My new manager in that office is lobbying for me to move in March instead of April. The idea is that it would be beneficial for me, in preparing my final training project, to be out working real accounts in the Chicago office for a month or so. In theory I agree with her, but in practice I'm starting to feel as though I'm at the center of a tug-of-war. Paritcularly infuriating is the fact that everyone seems to think its fine that this go unresolved until after the holidays, by which they apparently mean January 1st. Grar.
