We’re past halfway through the month. There’s no way that I’m going to finish the first draft of my novel before November.
After writing tonight at Starbucks, I can tell that it’s no longer just a matter of time management. It’s a matter of fatigue. I think I’m trying to do just a little bit too much, and I’m starting to see the effects in everything I do.
The Computer Club, for example, is not doing fantastic. The kids don’t really seem that interested in learning what I have to offer. That’s always been the case, but until this week, I’ve been able to get past their apathy and through willpower and energy, entertain and educate them. This week, I haven’t been able to do it. The kids are bored, and I just don’t see a way to get them to the other side of that.
In band this week, I was tired going in, and easily irritable. When I wound up having to stand at the copier for 15 to 20 minutes, it set me off. The rest of the evening, there was no joy to be found in the music for me. I managed to keep my foul mood from spilling out on other people. But it was tough, and I didn’t play as well as I should have been able to.
For Blog-tober, it’s becoming more and more difficult to think of things that are interested to write about.
For my novel, it’s getting harder and harder to craft the scenes and progress the plot. I’m making slow and steady progress, but I can’t say that I’m having that much fun.
At work, I’m doing okay. I’m getting stuff done, and everyone still seems really happy with me. Today, I worked on some threading and event driven code, and I felt really clever. I did some good work.
I think it’s a combination of things. I don’t think I’m getting quite enough sleep, so when I pack all of the activities I pack into a day, I just wind up grinding down.
I need rest. I’ll try to sleep a little bit earlier tonight. Maybe tomorrow will be better.