Is it over yet?
This is the attitude I am trying not to have about the wedding. I won't rehash "Groomzilla's" rendition of the past week, but it has been a challenge. I do appreciate all the positive energy my supporters are sending my way. Despite the sense of defeat, discomfort, etc. I have been feeling, I have to acknowledge that I am strongly encouraged by the fact that bookishfellow have maintained our ability to communicate and a have a sense of humor. Our positive interactions have not suffered. While this isn't unexpected, it is reassuring and reminds me of the bigger picture.
Working late tonight. Actually, I'm doing a trial period of working long Wednesdays. The idea is to get more of my assessments done on the day of admission. Then, I decrease my hours over the rest of the week. This is something I've done in the past, but not in a systematic way. So, it's week 2. Week 1, I did well--worked hard until 8:30 and went home. I scheduled myself to stay until 9 tonight. But my enthusiasm wore out by 7. I've been cajoling myself into small tasks here and there, but I am not earning the sense of accomplishment I had last week. And at this point, in the 10th hour, it is quite obvious that "work" is no longer happening.
Working late tonight. Actually, I'm doing a trial period of working long Wednesdays. The idea is to get more of my assessments done on the day of admission. Then, I decrease my hours over the rest of the week. This is something I've done in the past, but not in a systematic way. So, it's week 2. Week 1, I did well--worked hard until 8:30 and went home. I scheduled myself to stay until 9 tonight. But my enthusiasm wore out by 7. I've been cajoling myself into small tasks here and there, but I am not earning the sense of accomplishment I had last week. And at this point, in the 10th hour, it is quite obvious that "work" is no longer happening.