Too much caffeine tonight!

I really must try to get some sleep.

Feeling ever so much better tonight. We went out to Hop's, splurged a bit, and had a nice dinner out - something we haven't had for a while. I missed my Jamaican Top Sirloin, that Holy Grail of steaks. Z was pleased as punch to go out - she was honestly surprised that I suggested it. She likes the spontaneity I've been demonstrating lately, and I admit, it feels damn good to get out of the routine.

Got about 2 hours of mini-painting in as well. I've got base colors done on 2 minis, base colors started on 1, priming finished on 1 more, and 5 that are in the fine detail stage. I think I can get them all done (or mostly done) by Saturday night... they may not be sealed, but they'll be close to finished. It felt SO good to be productive and get work done.

Maybe that's what I've been needing - productivity. The sense that I've accomplished something. Nothing breeds success like success, so maybe the things that will bring me more focus and productivity are focus and productivity.

Well, whatever the reason, I feel good. Easily as good as I felt last night. Let's just hope I don't fuck it up tomorrow and start getting unfocused and depressed again. I'll do my best to avoid that.

What a difference a day makes.

Today is a good day. It's been a good day, and I hope it continues to be a good day. It feels good to be alive today. I still haven't been as focused at work as I'd like, but I've been getting enough work done that it hasn't bothered me much. I can focus when I need to - I think my mind gets too flighty when it goes idle for a while.

But anyway.

Something just clicked last night, and I felt all better. Life is good, and all is right with my world. I'm looking forward to painting minis tonight, I'm not dreading Garrett's game today, and I can't wait to see my Z in the new thongs I bought her last night. Of course, her period's starting, so I may have to wait a week or so, but it'll be worth it - she's such a sexy thing. Just thinking about her makes me want to be home and in bed with her... or on the couch... or in the office... or anywhere else where we might find ourselves and do something hot and sweaty and intimate.

(I bet that'll make her blush. :)

So my two-day funk has passed, I'm back to equilibrium, the sky is beautiful, it's not too cool out, I've got half a bag of Bugles in my cabinet, and a bottle of Coke to finish. Then I get to go home and see the love of my life. Can't get much better than that.