Down

Why am I feeling down this week? Hey Robbie, why so blue?

I don’t know. If I knew, I’d fix it but I really don’t know.

I can’t seem to motivate myself to do anything. Is this what being stuck in a rut means when people say they are stuck in a rut?

I want to play guitar and write crappy songs and record crappy home demos but I stare at my guitars in their cases and I stare at the GarageBand icon on my laptop and I just can’t bring myself to do anything.

I wanted 2026 to be the year of live music. I’ve been to one show an have tickets to two more but there is a Jenny Owen Youngs show in Portsmouth next month that I’d love to see and I can’t bring myself to do anything about it and The Pineapple Theif is playing in Somerville in November and the tickets go onsale today and I just can’t bring myself to do anything about it.

I want to start taking advantage of the Spring-ish weather and go outside and shoot pictures. I was thinking of the sunrise at the ocean visit for this weekend but the forecast calls for heavy clouds both mornings and any thoughts of anything else just vanished into thin air.

I want to read books, and I’m in the middle of one, but I just look at the cover and sigh and don’t even pick it up. I’m following a bunch of TV shows (The Boys, The Testaments, For All Mankind, Daredevil, Star Wars: Maul) but I only pay attention in the mornings when I’m exercising or at night just before bed (which I stopped doing last year because I was waking up with headaches every day and don’t think for a second I’m not scared shitless that that particular bullshit is going to start up again) and even when the episodes are excellent I find my mind wandering away.

Work is… work. I have a thousand things going on and I am having a hard time covering all of the things that I have to do.

Shit.

I don’t know. We’re one work day away from the weekend. We’re going to a live comedy show tomorrow and on Sunday we’re going to see Project Hail Mary again, this time on an IMAX screen. Maybe I’ll cheer up. I hope so. This sucks.

Motivation

There may be time for me to play my guitar tonight. Not only that, I may have an opportunity to play through an amp at ear bleeding volume. Nice, huh?

How much do you want to bet that I’ll sit on the new couch watching television instead? I have zero motivation for anything right now. No motivation at all.

This cat 100% looks like I feel. She is absolutely my spirit animal right now.

Terrible Time Management

Last February there was a very important change to my daily routine that more or less allowed me to finish the RPM Challenge. Telecommuting. I worked from home on Thursdays. That allowed me to do a hefty chunk of musical work before work in the morning, and then during my lunch break. There were other contributing factors too, but Thursdays at home was a big part of finishing on time.

Now that I am trying another album-in-a-month deal I have the added benefit of telecommuting two days a week (for now at least), Mondays and Thursdays. This week I didn’t do anything musical on Monday morning before work (I watched the previous night’s episode of The Walking Dead instead. Priorities, man) but I did spend my lunch break working on a rhythm guitar part.

How about today? How’d I do?

Well this morning before work I sat on my fat ass on the couch eating Coca Puffs and watching Futurama on Netflix. At lunch time, I drove to Burger King because my ass obviously isn’t fat enough.

When it comes to music in November, my time management skills just plain blow.

On the upside, I did a little work on my iPad last night. It’s probably going to be short, the tempo is pretty fast, and I don’t know where I’m going to work the 12-string into it, but it’s a new work in progress. I can’t tell how many I have going now. At least three. Well, two if I take two of the three and stitch them together. There are other things, but I haven’t looked at them in about five days. So let’s say two actual works in progress. Pretty crappy progress, but still more than I had done on 11/30/12, right?