Crawling Back Out
[Zombie noises continue as dirt-covered fingers climb up over the edge of the keyboard. In the ghastly glow of the monitor, the eyes that appear are ringed with deep black circles, and the mouth reeks of stale coffee and delivery food.]
Ugggh, coming back to the world of the living feels awful. But I'm doing it! My Insanely Massive Project at work is pretty much complete — everything goes live on Monday, so it's not to say there isn't still stress, but the brunt of the work-work is done with, and I even have this weekend mostly off! (I haven't had a weekend, or even a weekend day, in pretty much a month. But this weekend I just need to supervise some testing here and there, so woot!)
Needless to say, I'll have some massive work to do putting my schedule back together…I've just been plain exhausted, sleeping 4-6h most nights, getting naps when I can't stand up anymore (if at all) and crashing out for 7-9 hours once a week or so in order to jolt my brain into working again…it's ugly. But Wednesday night I slept 8 hours (like a brick) and yesterday I made myself lay down for two naps (even if I was still too stressed-out to sleep for them); last night I got a solid 6h and today my aim is to lay down for ALL my naps. If the usual re-adaptation rules hold, and my schedule actually does get less crazy (no promises; depending on how things go I might still have another week or so of craziness), then by mid-next-week I should be back on track, or getting close to it.
Anyway, all the time I've spent online that wasn't working was writing, which is awesome; and I have a good-sized story I'm really proud of in the last stages of being readied for submission, so woot! That makes me feel like work didn't completely eat my life, even if it came close. But eh, I knew it would, and I wanted to do this project anyway and it was pretty fun, so aside from the occasional over-dramatic zombie reference I guess I can't complain. ;)
More soon! I have to catch this nap, then it's off to kungfu (which I've also been missing due to work, so woot!). Hope you're all well!
P.S. I recently admitted to a non-family-member for the first time that I suffer from workaholism in the clinical sense. For a response I got, "Well actually I think that's putting it a bit lightly, don't you?" Sheesh!