this is not real blog -
you'd think after taking a couple days off work to unwind at home I would be well rested and ready to get back into the office and attack things instead of being more frantic and so tired that I woke up with the shakes. You would think that and I would tell you that you don't know me.
I did take the last couple days off to compensate for my weekend of work in Vegas and made the latest in the ongoing attempt to finish this web project to actually get it done and off my list of things hanging over my head. It has been dangling there for a long long time and seems to be growing bigger and bigger the more I try to get rid of it.
I sequestered myself in my little computer hole yesterday afternoon while the wife played with the boys and dutifully pounded out a few hours on the project and, as web/design projects tend to do, it unraveled into a chasing down a bunch of little tedious problems which kept me working on it all evening and into the middle of the night.
And it Still. Isn't. Finished.
I think I'm closer, almost close enough to once again say I've got about one solid day's worth of work on this sucker and then it's out the door and I can collapse with sheer relief. I can say that but I'm starting to think I've gone insane and this will be the boulder I push up the hill everyday from now on just by telling myself I only have one more day to do it again.
Anyway - the whole thing is my dumb ass fault and I've put it off for so long it's the total opposite of my work ethic in almost every other area of my life. I owe these guys for putting up with my scattered brain and schedule and they're a little past the point of needing to give a shit if I find the process frustrating or not.
so I ended up pulling a late night and finally got to that point of tired where I knew I was going to spend the night in bed unable to sleep because I was thinking too much about how little sleep I was going to get, and that is exactly what happened.
So I'm back in the office. Not rested, not relaxed or rejuvenated and wishing I had taken just one more day off to finish things up.
Just one more day of free time spent working is all I need.
6 comments:
I do know you and knew you would wake up with the shakes today. But I was imagining another reason. Oh well, 50% ain't bad.
It's that level of tired where my brain becomes disconnected and everything keeps operating anyway.
Clearly my body was saying "oh no you are fucking not" but found itself getting up and walking out the door anyway.
it's like the Check Engine light went on and I just keep on driving, which gives me both the literal and metaphorical opportunity to fall asleep behind the wheel.
hooray
Why DON'T you have an intern? Seriously. You could get one very easily from the U.
yeah, but then I have to make a case for working with me having some sort of educational value.
maybe for class called 'living with a control-freak speed addict'
Haha.
Intern.
Not really. The U has a job posting section you could use and basically say, "I'm organizing improv-related goodness, wanna help?" Probably would need slightly more description, like what skills you are looking for, but it doesn't have to be for educational credit at all.
See also: https://employment.umn.edu/applicants/jsp/shared/frameset/Frameset.jsp?time=1210254418175
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