quitting time
A machine. Seriously. I could go through stacks and stacks of manuscripts, assignments, and, in my spare time, sneak a book or magazine.
I cannot do that anymore. I have time lines. I teach. I review my students’ work. It has to be done in a timely way. They are waiting on me. But sometimes —
Sometimes I will be reading and reviewing and there will come this point where I will just say, That is it, that is quitting time.
I did not used to do that. In the past I did not quit. Ever. I just went. But now? I hit a “this is done leave the rest till tomorrow” point and walk away.
It is not about being too tired. [Though sometimes I am.] Or too dazed. [Though sometimes I am.] Or too overloaded. [Though sometimes I am.] I could keep going. I could do review after review after review. They would all be thoughtful. And thought out. And worthwhile.
But that is not what it is.
I think it is about taking care of me.
So tonight I stop. And just say, That is enough. And just for tonight it is.
0 Responses to quitting time
I think that’s healthy and smart, and I’ve been finding myself doing that much more lately. Glad to know I’m in such good company.
-toni (who is resurfacing after deadline)
I am at least hoping it is healthy and smart.
Welcome back.
Every once in a while I think about when I was in my twenties, how I worked in the hospital at night, watched kids during the day and managed to go to school..
I don’t know how I did it (and did it with a smile).
I do know this. It all came to a screeching halt one day. It was very sudden. I realized I could not do it anymore.
Now I’m am becoming such a procrastinator. Still, I do not long for the days when I could do it all. Screw that.
About time.
I’m spent too. Notice I haven’t been posting lately? That’s because of three things that are occupying all of my time, and the time of many others associated with the Library:
1) The election
2) The economy
3) Technology that is failing all around me
I am very near the end of my rope regarding both time and sanity (he wrote after he poured himself a Johnny Walker Black on the rocks). I can handle crazy patrons, coworkers, and technology… Just not all at once.
>:(
I would like to say it cannot get worse and believe it Woe but I have said that before and been proved wrong.