2:30 am and I’m awake? Or, awake enough to be up and in the living room anyway?
Urg, not good. Funny how this always seems to happen when I have to work the next day.
Normally in this situation I would scribble things in my journal for a bit until the brutal wave of energy had subsided, however I filled up the last of my journals a few days ago and have not yet found a replacement.
I am completely addicted to the Moleskine plain hardcover notebooks, I’ve filled around 10 or so of them in the last couple years. This notebook is the only one I’ve ever been able to be faithful to, nothing previously has encouraged regular entries as much as these ones do. Not to mention, the fact that all of the ones that I’ve filled are matching gives me the good sort of OCD shivers, the ones one gets when something falls into the realm of organizationally satisfying.
Speaking of organizationally satisfying, while my boss was out showing a unit in our building I moved all of the tabs on the file folders in our filing cabinet. They were filed in chronological order, but the tabs weren’t consistently spaced for the numbering system. Yes, I felt a little guilty when I did it, and I was a little terrified when I was shuffling around on my hands and knees in my dress that my boss was going to return at any moment and find me that way, but until I did something about it that was all I could think about.
Anyway, Borders recently closed downtown, leaving just Barnes and Noble. I went there today, and though they have tons of Moleskine notebooks they don’t have the one I use. I’m sure my notebook of choice is also the one of choice for the general population for Seattle (that’s how things usually go here), so I’ll probably have to order online.
Thus, here I am.
There, see? Done. Thanks Amazon. Nothing like a little motivation to get the ball rolling.