Last week I wanted to work for 4 hours. If I met my goal, I would have obtained a couple Luna albums. I didn’t meet my goal.

I did a lot of stuff last week, stuff that needed to get done, stuff related to being sick. But I need to be able to manage day to day tasks and routine paperwork and appointments AND work.

It’s demoralizing to fail my second week in to my ramp-up schedule. I feel kind of frantic lying here drugged and swaddled in ice packs. But all there is to do is work when I’m well enough and add up the hours at the end of the week.

Also I should probably stop looking at tumblr, no matter how low I turn the screen brightness.