I Don't Suffer from Insomnia

Working from home is kicking my ass. With starting a new job and dealing with a pandemic, I have more work to do than is imaginable. The problem with working from home, and having no plans beyond the family X-Box RBI tournament, I end up working longer hours that if I were in the office. There’s something about a commute, even a small commute, that bookends a work day. Without the commute, work seeps into all areas.

So here I am, 1:00am and I’m just taking my nose out of sourcing candidates on LinkedIn. I honestly thought it was 11:30, 11:45 at the latest. So now, I’m too tired to blog, but I committed to 40 days and 40 nights. Well, 40 blogs in 40 days actually.

I’m pretty sure this is incoherent since the screen is blurry and I’m struggling to keep my eyes open. I’ll never understand insomnia.