8.38. Reflections on a Sunday Night

Long week. Draining week. About to be a longer and more draining week. This will be followed by two more. Then freedom.

This is what my life looks like these days. Long days and sleepless nights. Part of it is the writing. I made the choice to go to grad school and that choice inevitably added stuff to my plate. I am quite worn out, and I am in this mindset of wondering if I will finish the necessary draft (or lesson) in time. I don’t have a choice, really. I have to get all of these things done on time. There is not room for being late with any of it. I’m looking at ways to ease my stress but that takes time from the task. All I seem to do is avoid what needs doing, and that is not helping at all. So, it is head down, butt in chair, work.

I’m up at 5 am to go get it.