Fast Forward
Nov. 14th, 2002 05:51 pmEvery once in a while, I have days where I feel like I'm running on fast forward. Where I'm doing everything at high speed...today was one. I don't know what causes them, but I don't like them. In fact, they scare me. They make me nervous; it's not mania exactly but it feels kind of close. Fortunatly, I'm working too many hours this week, and with no overtime approved for me, I'm taking some afternoons off-took off early today, tomorrow and Tuesday. I came home, relaxed a bit, read, the usual sorts of things one might do to relax when one is alone.
The conference proposal is finished and faxed off. Hard copy dropped in the mail as well. It's not as good a story as
rivka's grant proposal story, but it only took three drafts, and A. my department head (and potential co-presenter-this is a national conference they're not going to let me do this on my own for the first time) coming back into my office after I made the last set of revisions and asking me if I'd faxed it yet and wanting to know why not telling to make one more change to it. I screeched at him, "Leave me alone, I'm being anal retentive" and he made fun of me. I needed it; I was far too stressed about the process. I'm pleased that it only went through three revisions...none of them major. A word here, a word there, a comma there, add this sentence from the old abstract and that was it. Now we wait. I should hear within the month.
I'm calmer, much calmer than this morning. I have a late meeting and teaching at 8...I've got just a bit less than hour til I've got to leave, and I'm just going to take it easy.
But I can't take the fast forward days.
The conference proposal is finished and faxed off. Hard copy dropped in the mail as well. It's not as good a story as
I'm calmer, much calmer than this morning. I have a late meeting and teaching at 8...I've got just a bit less than hour til I've got to leave, and I'm just going to take it easy.
But I can't take the fast forward days.