So I'm kind of always stressed out right now. Editing. Working on looking for a job. Doing data work for E. Plus, I have plans next weekend, my sister is in town the weekend after that, THEN we're off to NYC for a week. So I feel busy, and up against a hard deadline.
It feels like I have about eight plates spinning up in the air right now, and I don't like it. I have a schedule, I'm doing my work - but it makes me uneasy. Really, I won't be happy until October. At that point, most of the data work will be done, the travel will be over, and I'll have my ducks in a row for job shit (in fact, the first applications will be off in September). Plus, the WORST of the editing should be over, and I should be working on the last major chunk of writing.
Hilariously: I don't need summer, I need winter break.
It feels like I have about eight plates spinning up in the air right now, and I don't like it. I have a schedule, I'm doing my work - but it makes me uneasy. Really, I won't be happy until October. At that point, most of the data work will be done, the travel will be over, and I'll have my ducks in a row for job shit (in fact, the first applications will be off in September). Plus, the WORST of the editing should be over, and I should be working on the last major chunk of writing.
Hilariously: I don't need summer, I need winter break.
Sounds like you'll be lucky if you're dug out by the fall.
Yeah, I've watched every season but the first pretty closely. It's a near and dear subject, so it's easy for me to stay interested. Plus, you know, hot chicks in tiny outfits.