With a vital deadline looming and hours of work remaining, I stayed at the office last night until 7:00 p.m., took a dinner break with my husband, and resumed work at home from 9:30 p.m. until 2:30 a.m. I'd planned to allow myself to sleep in, but here it is, 6:36 a.m., and I'm peering blearily at my computer screen. So much for that idea.
The good news is that with a fourteen-hour day under my belt for yesterday, I wouldn't have to spend all that much time at the office today to round out my 40 hours for the week. The bad news is that I have an online training session to attend from 3:00 p.m. until at least 4:00 p.m., so I can't leave that early.
My job goes from contract to permanent as of Monday and I couldn't be more thrilled. In four months, it's already allowed me more room for creativity than any job I've ever had.
The project that's been taking up so much time is nearly complete (hence the all-nighter), and I think it's fairly atypical of the kinds of things I'll ordinarily be working on. It involved a series of emotional interviews that I've transcribed and turned into feature articles. I'm very proud of how it turned out, but ready to move on to something a bit lighter and more fun. Fortunately, my next two big projects fit the bill perfectly.
Sorry for all the rambling and vagueness. My eyes feel as though they're ringed with cheap indoor/outdoor carpeting. If I weren't so vain, I'd consider wearing my glasses all day rather than face the certain discomfort of putting contacts in my tired, puffy eyes. I'd take a shower first, but my nearsightedness is too severe for me to be functional sans glasses in even the most straightforward tasks.
Well, off to hyper-caffeinate myself to try to make it through the day. Will I be going to that 7:30 a.m. breakfast on my calendar tomorrow. Uh, no.