I don’t hurt as much today.
I have a blister on the ball of my foot threatening to manifest. It’s tender but not painful; just enough to make me aware of its presence. Changing shoes at the office has been beneficial in keeping it from blossoming full-on.
I got a lot of stuff done on my top priority document today. And the database they’ve asked me to build is at least underway. It’s got a looonng way to go, but I started it today. I got the raw data in there, now I have to normalize it. Ask in the comments if you care what that means, and I’ll tell ya.
There is a shuttle bus that runs from the train station (more or less) to the office. I haven’t seen it, of course, but I know it’s there because everyone says it is. I’ve seen the other two shuttles — which don’t go to the train station — sitting there, tempting me with their wiles and wares. But the one I need doesn’t seem to appear. It’s like a UFO — I know people have seen ’em but damned if I ever have. Like the Flying Dutchman, it supposedly materializes from the mist to take its passengers to their destination. I could sit and wait for it, but I’m afraid by the time I catch it, it’ll be too late for my normal train, and God knows I don’t want to get home any later than I do. Getting up at the ass-crack of dawn hasn’t been a lot of fun. It hasn’t been awful, but it’s not the most fun I’ve ever had either.