I kind of felt like I should pull last night's posting; you know how I am. I hate whining.

Whatever.

Today, I got the dust washed off my motorcycle, and found that even though I've not ridden it in months, it started up. I pumped the tires up, made a list of the small maintenance items I need to take care of before it's ridable (new turn signal, bleed the brakes, made a chain adjustment). Tomorrow I'll see if the shop can take it; I don't have time to work on it, but the weather is friendly and I feel the need to be back on two wheels.

I never actually got riding; but I still feel some small sense of accomplish for getting it out of mothballs. I'm not sure why I quit riding nine months ago or so, but it's time to fix that.

The rest of my day got eaten by family; though we're not christians, my kids do love the easter ritual (and I always feel like I should talk about atheism whenever I celebrate the social side of religious holidays, but we'll save that for next time). This morning was all about bunnies and eggs, and the afternoon went to yard work for my mother, excavating my triumph from my garage, prepping a classic leg 'o lamb for dinner, and then a fight with a migraine headache, the product of too much stress and not enough sleep; my body saying slow the fuck down, dude.

My weekend is gone, but I do feel slightly better than last nigh; work left me alone all day, I got something personally important taken care of, and dinner was great.

I think I can survive another week or two of this; a week from now I get my lead programmer back from vacation, and if I'm lucky, this damned chip will be done by that time. If this were vacation countdown it'd be easy, I'd have my tickets in hand and my count-down til departure date. RIght now, I'm trying to look at the short count, while not really planning any particular date, just in case. Cause that's how it's been, with the sliding completion date just out ahead like a carrot on a stick (and that's "on a stick," not "and a stick"; when did people mix that term up to mean reward or punishment?)

My plan, for when I can finally cut loose? I'd like to say mayhem, but first, I need some fucking sleep.

...and then, you know, maybe a little mayhem.