Things are getting all slippy and squirrely on me again, since I didn't take my proscribed day off this week. I figured I took 3 days off over Thanksgiving and that sort of counted, and when I woke up Wednesday I just felt like going into play so I did exactly what I wasn't supposed to do, which was drive in and play for 4.5 hours then come straight home for tacos with Danielle and her Dad. For the record, they were delicious. But the upshot is I haven't had a day to myself in the house for over two weeks and that wasn't the way it was supposed to be, Thanksgiving or not. And the effects have been tangible. I'm cranky, tired, just generally a bit upset, even though I've done nothing but win all month long, which is sort of the point of the post.
I crossed the 1000 bet line for the year yesterday, and that was a stated goal that I wrote down...somewhere. It's a pretty arbitrary number, but winning a thousand bets in a year just kind of feels, I dunno, cool, you know? So I did that, and although I'm nowhere close to a high water mark dollar wise, I'm pleased with the way things are going. I've settled into a little bit of a routine, and I'm going to make sure I take a day off this week (which sadly won't be a very relaxing day, but probably spent dealing with the 800 pound gorilla in the room most of you call "Christmas"), and going to try the overnight plan again to see if I can make it work a little better (last time I just couldn't sleep and it was basically a disaster). I've played over 1880 hours, despite my substantially slowed pace for this month (my lowest total for the year), and should finish up right around 2000. The bounty is still on for the big games at Commerce, and it comes off January 1st. In the meantime I'm just kind of cruising.