I didn't leave work last night until almost midnight. I've had too many of the days that never end lately.
It seems as if there's way more to get done than there are hours in a day. And the most frustrating thing is that, even if I had stayed and worked around the clock, I doubt I'd be even close to caught up. To toss in a well-used cliche, it's like I'm trying to squeeze blood from a stone.
On days like these when it feels as if I'm shoveling water, I wonder when I'll start to look like Zombie Mark.
A buddy of mine (a friend I made through the weekly ritual of HNT actually), made this photo of me - this zombi-fied version of me is based on the profile photo/avatar I use for most of my social media presence.I thought it was pretty damn cool. Brandon is a very talented fellow.
Actually, I think the zombie Mark in this picture looks a bit better than I feel right now.
Oh well, onward and upward. If I can't pause to make fun of myself, then what good am I?