![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeI know you're probably all tired of reading that I'm tired, but here we are.
It was a good day. I am working on deciding ahead of time what sort of feelings I want to experience during the day, and the neat thing about cognitive bias is that it does actually work to a certain extent. I wasn't truly put to the test, of course, because nothing much happened, but it was still nice.
I got to work and found 200+ emails in my inbox after my five days off, but I actually got them all sorted, and am left right now with 28 "action items" on my to-do list, which isn't bad at all. I have a lot of work to do this week, but having such a productive and accomplished week off has kind of lit a fire under me and I am excited to dive back into things.
I think I mentioned that I was scheduled to help out Dylan and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sarahcarrotte get their new truck, and that's what I did. We picked up the truck, and then sarahcarrotte and I drove to get Peggy from PetSmart where I left her this morning for a thorough grooming followed by an afternoon of daycare shenanigans. Peggy is so soft right now, her fur is delicious to pet, and of course she was thrilled to see two of her favourite humans again.
Unfortunately, she also broke into the chicken coop when we arrived at the farm, and tried to brutally murder one of the chickens that got loose. I was able to grab the chicken before she killed it, and it didn't appear badly injured. It received first aid for where Peggy's teeth scratched it, and I am really hoping it doesn't die of shock overnight. If it does, that means I will be 2 for 2 for chicken murdering dogs, and will have indirectly caused the death of four chickens. *sigh* I'm thinking that I may work on exposure training with her this summer so she can get used to the chickens without immediately resorting to mass slaughter.
Tomorrow is another round of the "I told you so" game, because I need to get up early to take out the truly breathtaking amount of recycling I generated last week. I need to not procrastinate at all, because if I don't get it all out to the curb I won't be able to actually access the garage, which is my next organisation project after the kitchen.
I hope I can maintain my current level of motivation for things. I usually get a burst of energy at this time of year as the days get longer and warmer (although it didn't happen last year, probably due to COVID), so we shall see how long it lasts. With any luck, it will persist into the summer months.
On that note, it is time for bed. I can barely keep my eyes open as it is.
It was a good day. I am working on deciding ahead of time what sort of feelings I want to experience during the day, and the neat thing about cognitive bias is that it does actually work to a certain extent. I wasn't truly put to the test, of course, because nothing much happened, but it was still nice.
I got to work and found 200+ emails in my inbox after my five days off, but I actually got them all sorted, and am left right now with 28 "action items" on my to-do list, which isn't bad at all. I have a lot of work to do this week, but having such a productive and accomplished week off has kind of lit a fire under me and I am excited to dive back into things.
I think I mentioned that I was scheduled to help out Dylan and
sarahcarrotte get their new truck, and that's what I did. We picked up the truck, and then sarahcarrotte and I drove to get Peggy from PetSmart where I left her this morning for a thorough grooming followed by an afternoon of daycare shenanigans. Peggy is so soft right now, her fur is delicious to pet, and of course she was thrilled to see two of her favourite humans again.Unfortunately, she also broke into the chicken coop when we arrived at the farm, and tried to brutally murder one of the chickens that got loose. I was able to grab the chicken before she killed it, and it didn't appear badly injured. It received first aid for where Peggy's teeth scratched it, and I am really hoping it doesn't die of shock overnight. If it does, that means I will be 2 for 2 for chicken murdering dogs, and will have indirectly caused the death of four chickens. *sigh* I'm thinking that I may work on exposure training with her this summer so she can get used to the chickens without immediately resorting to mass slaughter.
Tomorrow is another round of the "I told you so" game, because I need to get up early to take out the truly breathtaking amount of recycling I generated last week. I need to not procrastinate at all, because if I don't get it all out to the curb I won't be able to actually access the garage, which is my next organisation project after the kitchen.
I hope I can maintain my current level of motivation for things. I usually get a burst of energy at this time of year as the days get longer and warmer (although it didn't happen last year, probably due to COVID), so we shall see how long it lasts. With any luck, it will persist into the summer months.
On that note, it is time for bed. I can barely keep my eyes open as it is.
