I don’t really want to work. The worst part is that I’m not terribly concerned that I don’t really want to work. I am, in fact, concerned that I’m not concerned because I am 100% booked for the next milestone and don’t have the schedule buffer to spend any time faffing around not-working.
I’m not concerned enough to do anything about it at the moment, but I have to keep an eye on that.
In other news, it’s sunny and warm out and I continue not to be a professional golf player, damn it all.