This felt like an extremely long week. I got things accomplished, but I worry about what I didn’t get accomplished. I have to remember to step away from the work desk and realize that things will get finished, when they get finished. I’ve noticed during weeks when we have our programmatic meetings, I’m pretty much burned out for the rest of the week. I did make myself go for walks at lunch this week. It’s something I’m going to make time to do. I actually have a shorter lunch, so I’ve been trying to use that to my advantage. And it’s been so pretty out. I love that there’s sun, so why not go for a walk?
These last few weeks have been a bit of a struggle time wise. There’s a lot of things going on that need to be completed (work related) and I feel like I lack the proper motivation to get it done. But I did find something amusing. Out of the three of us, the contractors training us last week came to me at the end of three days and ask me directly if they could just go straight to me to get something because my two counterparts couldn’t sit still for more than ten minutes at a time. Apparently, I’m the workhorse. Personally, I hate procrastinating on things because life’s easier without things hanging over your head, where the other two would work ungodly hours at night and the weekend. I often have to stop and remind myself that I work to live, not vice versa.
We’re getting another front of snow that’s looking to be at least another foot altogether. My phone will not stop buzzing with warnings about roads. I wish it was lighter outside though, Tyr absolutely adores the snow and could probably play nonstop in it.
This was a long ass week. I flew out on Sunday, 3 hours late. Missed all of my connecting flights as a result. So I got to my destinations 8 hours passed my original planned arrival time (this means instead of getting in at 4 in the afternoon, I ended up getting in at midnight, with a class that I had to be up at 6 for). Add to this? My luggage failed to follow me.
I start my weekend now and then on Monday I’m headed on a plane to go get some training done. I’m going to try to finish one or two projects up this weekend and then enjoy my week away from everything. I wish my sweetie could go with me though, it’d be a lot more fun.
My sister came to visit and then I like fizzled out. I think I did pretty good last month with nearly writing something every single day. We did a lot of things though and I still managed to catch a stomach virus the last two days of my vacation as well. Yay! Holidays!