Here I am at the end of my second highest billable month ever, which itself comes at the end of a sustained period (since early August) of intense work.  Just a few days ago I wrote about how frazzled I felt and how much I needed a break. 

Well, I’ve had a break:  Since last Wednesday, I’ve only worked between 8-9 hours per day, and I had a wonderful, completely work-free weekend.  I slept in, cleaned, cooked, went shopping, saw a movie, read a book.  It’s as if I were a normal person. 

But now I’m bored.  SO BORED!  And feeling like I’m wasting my life as a lazy bum.  Work either needs to pick up or I’m going to have to go sign up for something (which I will ultimately regret, since work will pick up sooner or later).  Where’s a mountain when I need one?