Today was almost a carbon copy of yesterday, except for the fact that I actually accomplished something today. Yesterday I did a lot of work, and it was all necessary and important and all that, but I didnít make any progress toward the ultimate goal (whatever that is). Today I did as much work (if not a little less, even), but it was work that advanced the cause, instead of just keeping things from sliding backward.
It didnít have to be any better day, thatís for sure. Iím almost ashamed to say how little sleep I got last night. Or rather, how little time I spent with my body stretched out on the bed. Because, you see, I did sleep for several hours in the recliner. I canít even say that I fell asleep in front of the TV, because I turned the set off at a halfway decent hour but didnít have the energy to crawl into bed.
Until 7:15 this morning. Thatís when I went to bed and slept for another hour and a half. You put it all together, maybe it adds up to enough sleep. But itís not very restful sleep, and I could feel it all day. Still, I didnít let it keep me from getting some valuable work done. If I let a little sleeplessness stop me, Iíd never do anything. (Hmmm. Thatís kind of tempting.)