My brain, it hurts
Monday, April 2nd, 2007 ~ 9:38 am
If you’re on Facebook, or if you’ve talked to me over the last two weeks I’m sure you’ve heard me mention (ok I really mean whine) about how I’ve been working weekends.
I really don’t know what’s come over me and why this is such a difficult thing for me to handle. I remember a point in my life when I worked full time and was a full time student at McMaster University. How the hell did I manage that and not go crazy? Oh yeah, I didn’t manage it well.
If I’m being honest here I should mention that I had a C average that semester. A C average from the girl who got mostly A’s with a smattering of Bs throughout her high school and University career. The same girl who pulled through her final year at McMaster and graduated on the Dean’s List.
A C average for a girl like me, well it was all my close friends could do to stop me from throwing myself into Lake Ontario with rocks tied to my feet. You see this is my problem, when I do something I don’t like to do it half assed. I’m anal, meticulous and a perfectionist when it comes to my work. It’s why I’m good at my job.
So when you mix in an anal perfectionist, on a project that has a fairly impossible deadline you get a girl who has worked the last 15 days straight, on average 9 – 13 hour days. This will likely continue for the next 14 days until April 16th when I take a week off. Well when I hopefully get a week off, we’ll have to see how the deadlines go.
So basically, my brain feels broken.
Come the morning of April 16th, I am not getting out of bed, I am not getting dressed I am going to sleep and do nothing but watch trash TV for that entire day. I’ll probably watch whole seasons of Felicity so I can remember what it was like to be in University. To remember that angst ridden girl in her early 20s whose only work stress is making sure to check the bottom of the cart for hidden items.
