Around noon today, here was the thought rattling around in my head:
I want this day to be over, and all my work to be done.
Then I took my third coffee break in a row. Sometimes thereís so much that all has to be done at the same time that I canít bring myself to get started on any of it.
The happy ending to this story would be that I knuckled down, buckled down and got it all done. That didnít happen, though. The knuckling and buckling, yes, but I ran into so many brick walls today that I spent about half the day doing a tiny fraction of what I needed to get done, over and over and over, wrong every time, and I couldnít for the life of me figure out where I was screwing up. By the time I did, it was too late to get through even one of the three major tasks I had to finish today. My Monday will therefore be extending into Tuesday and beyond.
I canít think of a more frustrating way to end the day than to be in the middle of something that I should have finished by noon.