What Is Time, How Do Deadlines
Feb. 22nd, 2021 07:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rynlingIt snowed heavily this past week, and my inability to go outside plunged me straight into the depths of executive dysfunction hell. I’m usually very good at turning work in on time, but last week I couldn’t concentrate on anything for more than maybe fifteen minutes at a time.
I would sit down with a manageable checklist in front of a task that was already more than 50% done and just, sort of, stare at it. I would want to do the thing, and I would have everything I needed to do the thing, and I would have nothing preventing me from doing the thing, but I just couldn’t do it.
Eventually I bit the bullet and drove to one of the university’s parking garages, where I paid $37 to sit alone in my car under the fluorescent lights for two and a half hours while finishing up what I needed to do. It was really depressing, and I’m sure the security staff thought I was crazy.
Anyway, I did what needed to be done to meet my three February 21 deadlines, but I’m not happy about it. I have another major deadline next Sunday, plus another public appearance that I need to do a ton of work to prepare for, and I am losing my fucking marbles.
Damn it will be nice to go outside again.
I would sit down with a manageable checklist in front of a task that was already more than 50% done and just, sort of, stare at it. I would want to do the thing, and I would have everything I needed to do the thing, and I would have nothing preventing me from doing the thing, but I just couldn’t do it.
Eventually I bit the bullet and drove to one of the university’s parking garages, where I paid $37 to sit alone in my car under the fluorescent lights for two and a half hours while finishing up what I needed to do. It was really depressing, and I’m sure the security staff thought I was crazy.
Anyway, I did what needed to be done to meet my three February 21 deadlines, but I’m not happy about it. I have another major deadline next Sunday, plus another public appearance that I need to do a ton of work to prepare for, and I am losing my fucking marbles.
Damn it will be nice to go outside again.
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Date: 2021-03-03 10:50 pm (UTC)We had four straight weeks of temperatures below 20 (sometimes below 0) and snow and very little sun, and I became a slug of a human who could not do much more than get out of bed. (As I said to my dentist, "yeah, I mean, I have very much been in a place where if it is not directly relevant to immediate survival or producing serotonin, it's not getting done.") then the sun came out and it warmed up and suddenly I exist as a human again. I understand this feeling so much :( I'm sorry it kicked your butt so hard.