The fever of deadlines is about to start soon. With seven pending emails in my inbox I know that it’s that time of the month again, when the storm is heading my way. It’s crazy and each month I seem to enjoy the outcome more and more.
Every opened email means at least two hours of work, hours that I have to invent in order to have them. But I am good at inventing stuff and somehow I get it all done just in time. I would say I don’t know how I manage to do it in order to sound poetic and “artistic”, but the truth is I go to bed when the rooster starts its verse and wake up when he is done singing. Pretty cool, right? Let me tell you, two hours of sleep a day, does wonders for you, but this time I am prepared. This time nothing can defeat me. I have planned everything for a week now and I came to be a really good friend to my bed as often as I could. This way, when the storm hits and I will run hectically in the middle of it, so that nothing gets ruined, I will think of all those beautiful moments I spent hugging my pillow just because I could. And I will survive. 🙂
Anyone else in my boat? Anyone else feeling the raw pressure of the calm before the storm of deadlines hits? Well, I would share my pillow with you if I wasn’t so busy hugging it and preparing for the worst. 🙂 Meanwhile, the emails are stacking up and my fingers are getting anxious. Happy Thursday people! Enjoy sleeping, it only lasts so long. 🙂
