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Falling behind
I was supposed to have sixty-six square dance sequences written by the time I went to sleep yesterday. I managed to reach sixty-three. I woke up too early this morning, my mind racing about how little I'd done.
Some days are better than others. Yesterday I would sit there just staring at some weird formation I'd created, thinking of things to do next and discarding them, for easily twenty minutes at a time. I'd get stuck and not be able to get myself un-stuck. I can't afford to be doing that.
Today I also have other stuff to do. There's the last and hardest bit of my taxes, which are due to the accountant in a week or so. I'd also like to do laundry, set up the new cat box enclosure, and spend an hour (or two if I can get it) doing some work-related stuff so I'm ready for tomorrow morning. All of that would be a nice relaxed day if I didn't also need to spend all day writing choreo.
I feel like I've traded one frantic crunch project (the one at work) for another. I want a break.
Some days are better than others. Yesterday I would sit there just staring at some weird formation I'd created, thinking of things to do next and discarding them, for easily twenty minutes at a time. I'd get stuck and not be able to get myself un-stuck. I can't afford to be doing that.
Today I also have other stuff to do. There's the last and hardest bit of my taxes, which are due to the accountant in a week or so. I'd also like to do laundry, set up the new cat box enclosure, and spend an hour (or two if I can get it) doing some work-related stuff so I'm ready for tomorrow morning. All of that would be a nice relaxed day if I didn't also need to spend all day writing choreo.
I feel like I've traded one frantic crunch project (the one at work) for another. I want a break.