Traffic Jam

There was a HUGE surge in Threshold traffic today. Biggest numbers I’ve seen in a long time.
I’m not sure why; visitor activity and keywords didn’t show any particular common denominator, though there were quite a few people looking for the standard stuff.
Not much went on today. I got up, showered and dressed, went grocery shopping, came home, and then got a call from a recruiter who had e-mailed me yesterday about a NOC position.
It’s not an ideal job – lower salary and terrible hours, but it is relatively close (Ashburn), and the company is, apparently, “growing rapidly,” so there is, presumably, opportunity for getting a better shift and more money somewhere along the line.
I guess we’ll just see what happens.
Other than that I spent the day working on the free Heroic Portrait request I’d gotten on Friday. I finished it up and sent it out. We’ll see whether or not he likes it.
Earlier tonight as I was walking downstairs to make dinner, I realized too late that I probably should have turned the lights on, and ended up totally missing the last step, which sent me flying forward – after stubbing my toe as my foot slipped past the stair – to land hard on my knees while my momentum carried the rest of me forward so that I ended up lying face down in the living room.
I decided to lie there in the darkness for a while before getting up, and when I did get up I said, “Well, it’s a good thing I like pain.”
Then I said, “Oh, wait. I don’t like pain.”
I suppose that the Universe had decided that I wasn’t quite sore enough from yesterday’s yard work, and I can’t help thinking that it was unoriginal enough to say “Have a nice trip. See you next fall!” to itself as it gleefully watched me pitching forward.
Of course, the fall was the most excitement I had all day, so maybe I shouldn’t complain too much.