Salt mines
Unbelievable amounts of work right now. I should be a hermit living in a cave: I'm not answering my phone, I'm not listening to messages, I'm barely having conversations with my husband. I don't want to talk to anyone, I don't want to see anyone, I don't want to do anything other than get the work done.
And I'm just talking about what I need to accomplish to be able to walk into three different classes on Monday and present myself and the courses competently.
I'm not even addressing Tuesday, or Wednesday, or the professional deadlines later in the week for proposals and administrative reports. I might scream if I think about those things. One day at a time.
Let's see, it's just past 9 p.m., and I've been working for 11 hours, minus a couple of hours in the middle of the afternoon.
For fun I think I'll go ice my shoulder.

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