experiment
Second day of current experiment and I’m considering it a success: since my breakfast is now portable (a protein shake of frozen fruit, almond milk, vanilla ice cream-flavored protein powder, spinach, and greek yogurt) I assembled it midway through the morning's workblock and came back to work until +/- 0730. Not sure why I didn't try this before (other than long-engrained habit and heretofore non-portable breakfasts); seems, at least for now, that NuHerbie is amenable to this change.
Far better use of my time (and dwindling stores of willpower) to work and breakfast instead of falling prey to the insecurity of what's in my email (fuckall) or in the RSS feeds (yawn, mostly) or in the news (nothing good) and breakfast.
My grandfather's pool table is de-slated and all that remains is to tear down the frame and the rest of my back. Friday's job.
un-unmoored-ness
Returned to working first thing in the morning and it's already helped ameliorate the sense of unmoored-ness that's been omnipresent the last several months – even before autumn's project management of another death and subsequent emptying (12th move in 23 years). Haven't really had a day alone in months, since the end of last school year: no matter how much I love the company, it wears on me. Apparently I need to be removed from the world when it's dark and skulk about in those of my own creation to prepare me for life in daylight; the work of others can – must – wait.