Word of the Week #425:
So, I have been having a crazy week.
My workdays have stretched past the 12-hour mark consistently for the last 8 or 9 days by now.
And in my life of work, a 12-hour workday doesn’t include multiple hour-long meetings where other people talk while you zone out. I’m not working a shift just trying to run out the clock.
If I’m working for 12 hours, I’m actually working for 12 hours.
And this current string of projects has been especially heavy. I can’t go into detail (because NDA), but it is quantised such that I have to work in blocks of 5–7 hours.
Cannot do less than 2 blocks a day. That’s not lucrative enough.
Cannot do a fraction of a block at a time. I’ll lose track and end up wasting hours upon hours just getting back in rhythm. Not a viable option.
It’s been a heavy week. I expect roughly 3 more such weeks.
My eyes are weary. My forearms ache.
And, as ridiculous as it might sound, I am NOW leaving for the gym.
Because, of course I am, right?
Indomitable Spirit!
Ah, I’m so gonna die…
