20 Years Since the Wii

At almost exactly 4am this morning I was jolted awake by a thought. Not a noise, nor a bad dream. A simple thought came into my mind as my eyes opened:

The Nintendo Wii came out 20 years ago.

I know that's a bizarre metric to live my life by, but I actually found it hard to quantity that fact. I can remember looking forward to that console, reading press articles about 'The Revolution', as it was once known as. I remember the games Louis and I played on launch and the subsequent titles we enjoyed in the coming years. I remembered the bonus applications like the Mii, Photo and Map Channels. I remembered waggling the controller, learning how to use motion controls on Christmas Day. 

All these thoughts came rushing in, keeping me from going back to sleep. The tape player if my memory kept getting fixated on that timeframe of two decades. I had to do the maths over and over to make sure I was right too. 

Eventually, the sensation passed. I got up, went to work and then met up with Dan and Rebecca in the evening to listen to an orchestra play some video game music from the Witcher. Guess how they opened it? By informing us that the game was enjoying its 10th anniversary.

I started to spiral again.

Pop culture is valuable to us because it acts as a tidemark for our time in Earth. We can point to a fixed era on the spectrum of the human experience and say that's where we were. Some feelings are so intense they drag other memories with them, a chance to revisit a silent nostalgia that makes you whimsical for the good old days. 

Admin-ish

For the first time in almost a month, I felt like I could finally catch my breath at work. I made my to do list and struck everything off of it. Now I just have all the admin-y, paperwork filing-y stuff which I'm admittedly quite rubbish at (always room for growth). Going into tomorrow though I won't feel stressed or swamped. I can start enjoying my work a little more, after all, I'm not in this line of work to feel like I have a stomach ache all the time.

Quite, Quiet, Busy.

With no one around in the office I thought I could finally do a bit of catching up but somehow the day still evaporated from under my feet. The centrepiece of the day was decidedly the crew drinks which I just about managed to make after rushing home. I thought I'd only be out for one, but I got suckered into some reminiscing chats with old colleague and then getting unofficially adopted by the AD team (as is standard for me somehow). A good night enjoyed by all, I did plenty for the inter-department relationships and got a couple of drinks out of it too. 

Serenity Soon?

Things are starting to get a little easier now at work. Things are settling in and I found a workflow that is serving me a little better now, mostly thanks to me using my pocket size journal as my to-do list which I always keep handy before things fall out my brain. There was also a coffee truck on site which really lifted the mood. I still managed to do ten thousand steps, pretty good considering it's an office role. Tomorrow everyone is out on the road proper, which leaves me to catch up with all the things I've been putting off doing. Here's hoping for some serenity.

Rain Dodger

Before we had even turned over today I had driven a Luton van, fixed a printer and dodged a few thousand raindrops. It was non stop for me today as we got everyone up to speed with the rhythm of the shoot. I was kept on my toes by almost everyone but I batted away every curveball, including late script pages. Knackered now and it's only the first day of filming.

Delicious Blue Pills

Rebecca bought a pack of those cold and flu tablets with the night time blue pills in (the kind without caffeine and knock you out). Well I took a dose before bed last night and woke up in a different timezone... Literally because the clocks went back too. So I slept for a solid 11 hours and felt like a million dollars. My head felt congested still but I had all my energy and senses back. A walk up and down North Street cleared my airwaves and an arancini ball warmed me up good. 

Back home we watch the original Friday the 13th which I was lead to believe was a bit rubbish but we had a great time watching the counsellors get picked off one by one! Might have to watch a couple more of them now. The last jumpscare really got us good too. 

Woe Is Me Day

Got to indulge in a 'woe is me' day as my cold took a turn for the worse. I was counting down the hours between Lemsip sachets and trying to do as little as possible. My haircut appointment was my only engagement, thank goodness the chap is quick because my nose started running just as he was finishing up. 'Does this looks good?' he asked. Fella could have shaved a curse word into my scalp for all I cared, I just had to get out of there pronto.

Bless Rebecca though, although she was out with friends all day she came back ready to look after me. We watched a couple of old Disney Channel movies she saw growing up as our brain off evening activity and I must say, I'm feeling all the better for it. Hopefully today was the apex of the cold, guess we'll find out tomorrow.