I am currently reflecting on how I managed the gift of time. Today, a meeting I had on the agenda was postponed, and I was glad to have the time to wander back to my office and accomplish a few tasks I need to manage before I head to ACPA next week.
Sometimes when I "find" time, however, life happens, and I fail to repurpose the time in the way I hoped. That has been the story of the paper I am presenting at ACPA next week. While most people's papers were due by February 14, my discussant let me know that he would be defending his dissertation today, so I could have extra time to finish up my paper. I had planned to ask for a 4- or 5-day extension and got two weeks instead, and I have dragged out that paper as if I was getting paid $1,000 per second I didn't finish writing it. Last night, I broke my midnight bedtime so grotesquely that it was almost an all-nighter. There is definitely some perfectionism coming into play, as I am still working on this crazy paper and will look at it again before I send it off, but I wonder if I was given too much time in this case. Alas.
I made the decision to skip the Mississippi Blues Marathon tomorrow, which I am pretty bummed about, but it was the right choice, especially after I was up late last night. I'm looking forward to sleeping until noon or beyond tomorrow and being ready for two races next weekend.
|I took this Snapchat of Scooter yesterday and ended up not posting it since I used the road sign!|
Time I woke up: 9:30 am