How can you be an “unintentional insomniac”? When you need to work 34 hours and you have 2.5 days to do it…you gotta give up something.
This week is one of those weeks where I am breathing deeply and taking it a day at a time while really…really…trying to plan ahead. If I do any more you are likely to find me rocking back and forth in the corner hysterically laughing and crying at the same time.
Once a week I come to work around 3am and work until 5pm, usually on Wednesdays. I do this for multiple reasons…to bank about 6 hours during the week for “unplanned” hours away from the office but mostly to bank them to use the following week to be able to take advantage of a 9/80 week. For me…doing it all in one day versus an extra hour a day is so much more productive.
As I mentioned before Wednesdays are the day I normally come in early but that didn’t work for this week and the only day that did…Monday morning. I figured I had to work 15 hours in one day and still be able to take my car in for a re-repair and maintain the hours I need to get in for the week…while juggling the additional time I need off this week. Can you tell I don’t have any vacation?
My Monday started at 10 pm Sunday night. Random observations: there is a lot more people on the road at 9:30 at night versus 2:30 in the morning…prolly a lot less intoxicated too. Hooters and IHOP are packed on a Sunday night.
When I came in I immediately hit a wall. Thankfully I brought in my Tazo Chai and Almond milk for a homemade Chai Latte. I shut my office door, cranked me some Blue October…their entire discography…sang out loud and managed to crank out a good bit of work. Before I knew it 6 am rolled around and I began to hear movement in the building.
Now I’m bouncing off the walls Cornholio style.
I have a stash of 5 hour energy right before lunch and one more latte to get me through my afternoon meeting and I anticipate I’ll crash shortly after the kiddos are tucked in.
Energy shots…up! <clinck>