I don't. My actual project at work is going very badly, all but the tower work. I'm doing long days, with zero quiet hometime. And even with earplugs, the very noisy environment of the North campus is causing migraines every evening. And the house is a mess, and the holidays are coming, and there's other deadlined projects that I can't work yet on but have to get done by the first of the year...
Plus my Big Date of the year is approaching (New Year's Eve) and as usual, I have nothing to wear and think I'm not looking at all good.
All of this tends to leave me frazzled and ready to get tempery -- which I have done, making matters even more stressful.
Let's see, other projects: the current story arc at I Work On A Starship is at a standstill until I can print out the story thus far and (re)-diagram the plot. I know where I'm going but it's taken some turns I had not planned.
The holiday story -- I've done one every year -- is only half an idea. I was going to do it at lunchtimes but instead I find myself taking 15 minutes to eat and 15 to process comments.
My library is still not entirely shelved, even leaving the "To Be Read" stack out of the process. This means the dining room is still crowded and the tabletop is deeeeeeeply buried. MUST dig out from under. Dunno when.
But the heat, lights and water is on, my car is paid for and I am (looks ruefully at waistline) not missing any meals. Might as well try to be happy, it's not any more work than the opposite.
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
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