First Truly Busy Week

As the title of this entry explains - this week has been the first, actually busy week...dare I say..."stressful?"

I say it like that because I don't believe that having work necessarily mean you've got stress. Sometimes, you just have a lot on your plate, but you go about them steadily and git'r'done. Usually, my busy weeks are like that.

With my supervisor gone on Monday, I had to "manage" every little thing going on. At times, it felt like I was wandering around in a dark forest, carefully pacing myself to make sure I wasn't staying in one place too long (lest the wolves jump me by surprise), but also making sure I wasn't rushing myself (lest I go too deep and get lost). I did so much work that day that when I showed up on Tuesday, it immediately felt like Thursday.

And as a result of that, each. and. every. day. afterwards. felt like a neverending Friday. And now it's finally Saturday and I'm still checking my work email.

I can easily see how people, once they get into this daily grind, end up getting consumed by their work. I don't think it's necessarily because of the money. God knows I'm not getting paid by the number of gray hairs I have/am getting/will get. I think it's because it's people's job, it's what they do - that's their profession.

PS. Friday was actually a pretty easy day. My supervisor took off late in the morning, so I got my stuff done and ended up spending most of the afternoon watching videos and reading blogs and schtuff.