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One day last week I drank too much tea too late in the day. Instead of going to bed at my normal 1:30-2am time, I went to bed after 3am. The next morning I woke up around eleven, feeling a bit slothful for sleeping in. Usually I make some nice green tea in the morning, but I skipped it that day, half because I had overdosed on tea the day before, and half because it was almost the afternoon. I sat down at my computer, but instead of doing my daily planning, I started researching Persian rugs.

By one in the afternoon I was still sitting at my computer in my skivvies, having done nothing more substantial than gain a comprehensive amateur understanding of what to look for in a Persian rug, and maybe answering a handful of medium-priority emails.

The day was off to a bad start. Not a horrific start, like the kind where you lose your arm in a grain combine, but the kind where you've gotten such a slow start that the day begins to feel like a waste.

I opened up Google Calendar to plan my day, but then closed it. What's the point, I thought, when I've already wasted so much time? There was no chance it was going to be an excellent day, so my brain was trying to steer me towards just writing the day off and refocusing on the next one.

emotions of the day

On maggie's musings

When I was a teenager, I kept a diary. I did this for quite a few years. I still tend to write when I am confused or worried but I do not keep a daily diary any more. I was thinking I would like to make an entry on my blog tonight but don't have any inspirational ideas.

So, I am going to do "emotions of the day" which is something I used to do in my teenage diary. Today, I felt: exuberant, proud, frustrated, tired and motivated. I am also excited about tomorrow, which is an entirely new day.

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