Today felt unproductive.
At the end of the day it wasn’t that bad. I actually accomplished a lot. It just felt bad.
Where I worked last week — well, that room had been gutted for a remodel over the weekend. So, it took some time to find a new place to plant the team.
And then the team itself. Well, I was the only one to show up today.
And then there was the problem with getting my new computer configured so I could do the things that needed to be done. That took a while.
So, the morning was a mild wreck, made only slightly more unnerving by the bad case of deja vu I suffered.
I spent the morning redoing some things I’d done last week — though what I’d done was correct, the company wanted it redone with new data. I think it took longer to redo the procedure with the new data than it did to enter the data in the first place.
The afternoon, though, I’d found a rhythm, and things went smoothly.
I drove home a different way this evening. Rather than south and through the tunnel, I went north and through Towson on the Beltway. It’s slightly longer — about a five mile difference — but it took about fifteen minutes less. And no tolls. Always a plus, that.