divine angst

I suddenly find myself with an overwhelming amount of work to do.

A friend of mine recently got a new job with a startup and this startup hasn’t put a lot of effort into marketing. As in, their website is deplorable. Really. I’ve done work for him before, at his last job, and he’s a smart guy with an eye for things that are ugly and things that are pretty (yes, he’s gay) so he’s asked me to bid a redesign of their entire website.

Which is sweet, because a) it’s nice, creative, rewarding work and b) I need the cash.

Then he asked me if I’d also consider submitting a redesign of their logo. (Apparently the one they use was purchased from a clipart site. I somehow don’t think they also purchased permissions to use it on their marketing materials.) Since logos aren’t really my thing, I said I would give it a whirl but couldn’t promise anything really awesome. He said that wasn’t a problem, and that they’d still want me to redesign the website.

So all this happened and I, essentially, forgot about it. I knew I wouldn’t be able to do anything till the weekend, so it just left my mind entirely.

So I’m just remembering this stuff as I prepare to leave work for Happy Hour.

And now, I guess, I have to sit down tomorrow and (whimper) dredge through the baby-puke colored website that’s currently up and figure out how to make it better. I’m going to have to build it new from the ground up, I’m sure. But I also promised my dad that Mr. Angst and I would drive to Nearby City where he lives and have dinner with him tomorrow night. (We’ll also be enjoying the company of my almost-became-a-priest cousin and his fiancee, both of whom are lovely people, but I’m pretty convinced the cousin thinks I’m a heathen.) And I need to clean, and do laundry. And I just started a new book that I’m really interested in.

I guess I’m just being whiny because I don’t really want to spend Saturday and Sunday working, I want to spend it relaxing. I know, I know—my reward comes in the form of cash!—but it still makes me whiny.

I went to yoga last night for the first time in about four months, and it kicked my ass.

But I feel awesome today. Really! The sky is cloudy, it’s cold, I was unbelieveably groggy this morning when I got up, but I still feel really good. (And the grogginess is really just that great exhausted feeling, where you just ran four miles and are wiped but feel terrific, or where you got the best night’s sleep.)

Anyway, it’s a nice way to end the week.

Sigh. I’m so glad it’s the weekend.