Ah, there's nothing like lying awake in bed, knowing you have unfinished work.
Article deadlines caught up with me this week. Normally I hit my deadlines well ahead of the mark, but of the four columns and five articles I had due in January, I got behind on the last two articles. I finished one yesterday, but the other remained ... undone. And today (Thursday) is the start of my workweek for my online job, which means my focus and concentration will be elsewhere.
So I got up. At 3 o'clock a.m. Lit a fire in the cookstove. Made tea. Got to work. Plunged into the gory subject of sudden deaths in chickens (an assignment for Backyard Poultry Magazine). Got it finished and submitted by the time my job started (my start time is flexible, but I usually get going around 6:30 a.m.).
I'm not a night person – my brain shuts down in the evening – so it's easier for me to get up at some ungodly hour in the morning than to try and force any coherent thought late into the night.
Still, a three a.m. wake-up call is a little excessive, even for me (yawn). I'm a bit gritty-eyed already. Gonna be a long day.
It sounds to me like you’re pretty ambitious. I wonder if the subject of your last post is ambitious enough to do this.
ReplyDeleteCan you tell us what type of job you have…. Just general info. When you said you had to work on Christmas I was wondering why since you free lance but now I understand.
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid details are confidential, but I have a three-days-a-week online job that is very mentally demanding. I usually put in 12-hour days.
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Thank you. That is a lot on top of all the writing you do. I can see why projects aren’t coming along as fast as you would like.
DeleteThank you Patrice, I too was curious.
DeleteKinCA
just wait till gardening season starts....oh goody
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to pick up the next issue of that magazine. Last year one of my year old Brahma hens was laying monster eggs, but I couldn't tell who and was really worried. Until Itsy (Itsy Bitsy, the runt ) died and the monster eggs stopped. It threw all her sisters for a loop a short while. They kept coming up to me as a group chattering at me like something was wrong and they wanted me to fix it. And her bestie clearly moped for days until another drew alongside her and became her new bestie. I wasn't expecting close relationships with chickens when I got these but they stole my heart.
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