Saturday, October 1, 2011

12 hours

of sleep makes me happy/patient/ready to tackle the housekeeping that I have ignored until this point in the week.  Half a day is exactly how long I sawed logs last night (it sounds like more when you put it in 24 hour terms).  I fell asleep at 9:00 (I think because Greta VanSustern was coming on, but it might of been a little earlier than that because the last thing I remember was Hannity arguing about something or another.  And no, it is not me who chose to watch Fox News as they are rarely kind to American Educators).  I vaguely remember my DH nudging me toward the bedroom so I wouldn't get a crick in my neck from sleeping on the couch.  The next thing I knew, the sun was up (I usually get up before the crack of dawn and leave for work in the dark).  I might have slept even later if my DH's office hadn't called on the home phone (they apologized profusely when I answered all groggy).  I actually feel rested.  I think this afternoon, I will take a nap (in the hopes that rest can be stored up like camels store water).

Friday, September 30, 2011

When you're on the South Pole...

the only direction you can go is north.  That's what I told my BPF (best para forever) today because some time around lunch, things got little off course and turning a ship around on a Friday is HARD.  By the end of the day, I felt a little like Roald Amundsen (except for that I was not trying to get to the just happened).  The great thing about this position is that regardless of how tired I am (my DH said he checked my pulse last night to make sure I hadn't died in my sleep as I didn't move at all for 3 straight hours), it is truly a big puzzle to work.  I love puzzles.  This weekend, I will most likely consult with my much more experienced colleagues, pick apart every moment of today (and take it back to the drawing board),really try to make my action plan better and get this ship headed away from the penguins.