Most of the past week has been a nightmare of swimming in glue, everything going ...tooooo....slooooowly... while the world lept by like lightning. The completion of tasks receded at at crawl only barely faster than the glacial pace I was moving at, yet slipping farther and farther away the harder I tried.
Why? I don't know. Swing shift weeks have always suffered from this and I try to go into them with plenty of sleep. Maybe my "big excitement" of walking a small gun show last Saturday was too much exertion. Sunday went well enough and I was in bed in time to get up rested Monday -- but I fought to stay awake Monday and the transition from an 0300 start Monday to my usual midmorning-start was hard. I didn't sleep well until last night and at that, I am only just now out of bed.
But hey, I am out of bed now. Might as well get to doing something.
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
1 year ago