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scrubjayspeaks) wrote2024-12-01 08:40 am
scrubjayspeaks) wrote2024-12-01 08:40 am
Done This Week
Short week, short week~! If nothing else, this week has been good for catching up on some sleep. (It has, admittedly, not been good for much else.)
I keep thinking, ah, this will be the weekend when I can catch up on things. This is when I can reach out to a friend after many months. This is when I will do literally any single task that isn’t marked AAA+ TOP PRIORITY OR DEATH!!1! on my to-do list.
And behold! It is never that weekend.
This fact manages to suck all the joy and satisfaction out of every single other task I complete. Because I’m not any farther ahead. I continue just to tread water.
There’s a villain monologue from something--movie or TV, it’s definitely voiced--wherein the villain is basically going, oh, which poor, defenseless ally are you going to abandon to save the other? Pretty sure there’s a literal cliff one of them will fall off. This is not an uncommon trope, I realize, but I’m definitely thinking of a specific example, if only I could recall which one.
Anyway! That’s how I feel about my to-do list right now! It’s not that the balls I’m dropping aren’t important--they’re just doomed to die because there’s only one of me. Whee!
Lewisia: 3 new pieces written
Day job: 24.5 hours, holiday and getting to leave early (paid!)
Cooking: Thanksgiving dinner via borrowed electric roaster, Instant Pot, toaster oven, and stove top--VICTORY!
Cleaning: scrubbed out the shower and tub, fixed the leaky hot water handle on the bathroom sink, made a dent in removing the calcium buildup from that
Clock Mouse: 852 words
Other: unloaded hay, visited the apple orchard
I keep thinking, ah, this will be the weekend when I can catch up on things. This is when I can reach out to a friend after many months. This is when I will do literally any single task that isn’t marked AAA+ TOP PRIORITY OR DEATH!!1! on my to-do list.
And behold! It is never that weekend.
This fact manages to suck all the joy and satisfaction out of every single other task I complete. Because I’m not any farther ahead. I continue just to tread water.
There’s a villain monologue from something--movie or TV, it’s definitely voiced--wherein the villain is basically going, oh, which poor, defenseless ally are you going to abandon to save the other? Pretty sure there’s a literal cliff one of them will fall off. This is not an uncommon trope, I realize, but I’m definitely thinking of a specific example, if only I could recall which one.
Anyway! That’s how I feel about my to-do list right now! It’s not that the balls I’m dropping aren’t important--they’re just doomed to die because there’s only one of me. Whee!
Lewisia: 3 new pieces written
Day job: 24.5 hours, holiday and getting to leave early (paid!)
Cooking: Thanksgiving dinner via borrowed electric roaster, Instant Pot, toaster oven, and stove top--VICTORY!
Cleaning: scrubbed out the shower and tub, fixed the leaky hot water handle on the bathroom sink, made a dent in removing the calcium buildup from that
Clock Mouse: 852 words
Other: unloaded hay, visited the apple orchard