I just moved my desktop into a new workgroup.

Briefly. Because somehow its association with the domain got hosed up, so I am deleting and restoring it.

The workgroup I chose? "FUBAR". Imagine that.

I suppose, if someone sees it on the net, it may provide some amusement to them.

I brought my lunch to work today.

I did this forgetting that we were celebrating the completion of our merger with another company and would therefore have food available. Of course, I was probably the only one who considered the "food" worthy to be a meal (veggies, crackers, chips, meat and cheese, fruit, and coffee cake? sounds like a meal to me), and if I had remembered it - not knowing what it would be - I would still have brought my lunch.

But it's good, because I'm still here. And lunch makes a pretty decent dinner, I guess.

I was doing some debugging. I resolved that. Everything else is resolved except we're moving stuff into a site, but the guy who was assigned to it is unfamiliar with it so I need to stay until we've confirmed this is good and he knows how to deal with it.

The good news is, that means I am just sitting here, browsing the web, not charging time. The company doesn't need to pay me to sit around, my brain turned off fifteen minutes ago, and it also gave me a chance to eat dinner.

Nonetheless, I had hoped today would deign to go a bit more smoothly. Ah, well.

*contentment*

I took another load of stuff over to the new house tonight. Stuff, stuff. Less here, more there, starting to look like I might find this desk before they need to move it.

I'd forgotten, till we started moving, how much I enjoy highway driving in the early part of the night, s'long as I'm awake. It's pretty, watching all the cars flow freely, and it feels freer and a bit distant from real life. Quite pleasant.

At the house, besides unloading, I stopped to just sit and enjoy. Turned the first-floor lights out, lifted the blinds, and stared out over a black-on-dark-grey rendering of a pasture. Settled myself in a rocking chair (on long-term loan from a friend - and much-appreciated tonight!) with a bit of root beer, and just was.

Turned on the gas fireplace for a bit, too.

I did make myself get back to unloading after that, but it was so peaceful and calming. A lot of the stress of the week (where I was tired, running from car-crisis to work-crisis to packing) just melted away. I felt relaxed without instantly feeling tired. I would have liked to go there earlier in the week and I think now it would have been good, but I was too exhausted at the end of the day to be safe driving, 'til now.

It felt good, all around.