Image via WikipediaIt's 12:32am, and I have to be up in less than five hours. Insomnia. Sucks.
Part of it is the coffee I had this afternoon. I shoulda known better.
But a larger part of it is fear and uncertainty. I don't know if you've noticed, but it sucks out there right now. No, not a lot of fun to be had.
So... I'm nervous. I own no parachute. I've not planned for the worst. And so far -- luckily -- I'm OK. I have paying clients for some long-term (months, not years) projects. I've accumulated plenty of debt, but it's a manageable issue. As long as the paychecks keep coming. I think Sheila's job is stable, though I have no idea if NJ will be able to get financial aid next year when he starts school.
Yeah yeah... things are tough all over. I'm nothing special. In fact, I'm better off than many I know personally.
So I'm not whining. I'm just up, have plowed through all of my RSS feeds, even knocking out some of the articles I'd saved for later. And I'm not getting any more tired. Which... sucks. Because I have to get up at in less than five hours and do it all over again.