Successfully arrived home at 3am.
...with paperclips in my hair and gross after taste of seafood cupnoodles. Yuck.
...with paperclips in my hair and gross after taste of seafood cupnoodles. Yuck.
It was a productive day and I made my new record: 19 hours at work
I stopped only once today when a friend brought me starbucks and I took an hour break.
Then at 11:30pm I camped at 7/11 for a while just to get out of the building. (And junk out...) When I returned, I discovered a sudden burst of energy to get me through one more task. I was so excited, but, out of nowhere, it felt like someone swung a sack over my head. And the doom finally came.
My teaching schedule along with my lunch meetings did not allow for time to rest. One class after another followed by due dates drove me forward.
I had a working 'rush' today.
Followed by a 'high'.
Last time this happened was... drum corps. Running on adrenaline and support from the other 149 people, it was impossible to give up. I can't quite compare today to the many nights of coach buses and gym floors, but, it was close.
Followed by a 'high'.
Last time this happened was... drum corps. Running on adrenaline and support from the other 149 people, it was impossible to give up. I can't quite compare today to the many nights of coach buses and gym floors, but, it was close.
4 hours later. Changed. Went back to work. Full day with no breaks again.
I charged on forward on a weak singing voice and drowzy eyes.
Made it. School ended. Had dinner. Then back for more.
Saturday: slept in until 9am at a friends. Sweet.
Then back again with dim sum to go with a friend with more work.
Oh boy.
I got this!
Took a break Saturday night by going to a friend's birthday hang.
Slept in.
Sunday morning Church.
Went back to school after service with Starbucks in hand.
Finished some major tasks using 2 hours. Had dinner with a good friend.
Returned to my humble abode. 9:30 PM.
Sunday, 11:30 PM. Finished final task.
Lesson learned: leave extra clothes at friends' homes and work.
