This week has been a real challenge for me. I have just had two plus months of nonstop work that is wearing me down. I started writing out an hour by hour schedule this year. I start at 8 a.m. and write out work until midnight. Now that is just beginning to get a littttttttttle old.
Last night was a bear. I had something to do that was due today and so I stayed up until 4 a.m. to do it. Sigh. It was fun when I was in college. It isn't fun today. I'm just too frickin old. I slept until 8:15 when kids walking by the house awakened me by yelling at each other. Got up, put in another two hours and then took a 90 minute nap. (Delicious!)
Since then, I have been working nonstop. I did all the revisions on a book and turned it in. I rewrote 7 items that needed to be altered. Now I am writing narration notes to one of the most boring college courses on the planet (take a hint from the name: Project Integration Framework). Perfect insomnia cure for sure.
In the middle of it, I got a very angry email from an editor accusing me of breeching contract, failure to communicate and other such nastiness. I immediately called her as I was not guilty of anything she just accused me of. Clearly the editor I work with is not telling me the same story that he is telling her. She now knows she was wrong and I am innocent of any wrong doing. Did I get an apology? Ha. Nope.
I have seven assignments left for the month. I SO want to get them done as quickly as possible so I can take a few days off next week and just veg out. I certainly need it.
People ask me what I like to do in my "free time". I tell them it is not a familiar concept. Lately, my "free time" is when I go to the restroom, eat a meal, walk out to get the mail or crawl into bed. Apparently I spend some of it bitching too, eh?
Thanks for listening to me rant.