i stayed up too late last night. i couldn't help it. survivor got me all worked up, then i got carried away with knitting. i finally started getting ready for bed around 12:30, but suddenly decided i'd just had it with the pile of papers taking over my desk, waiting to be filed. so i just sat right down on the floor and started sorting. (pinky must be inspiring me.) the filing didn't take too long, but by the time i turned the lights out it was close to 1:30, and i thought, "uh-oh. tomorrow's gonna suck."
but so far it hasn't. we're in the middle of a big fundraising mailing here at work, which means loads of volunteers come by to stuff envelopes. there's always a lot of laughter when the station is full of people who love music so much. one of the new volunteers, jim, cornered me near the donuts and we ended up happily chatting (and eating) for a half-hour or so. it's a nice time to be here.
i'm putting myself under a lot of stress, though, to get an ungodly number of home-improvement projects done before the party on the 21st. the house is in perfectly fine shape right now to host a shindig, but i'm self-imposing a list of Things To Do, regardless.
wait... "perfectly fine shape" might have been an overstatement. i really do need to paint the green-tiled bathroom. right now there's only primer on the walls, and i've had a gallon of paint sitting on the floor in there for about 4 months. that really should be taken care of --and i will, this weekend-- but the rest of the stuff i'm planning is just stuff that will make me crazy trying to get done.
however, i find that if i compile a huge "to-do" list --and i'm talking HUGE... like "what-the-hell-are-you-thinking??"-huge-- i become extraordinarily productive and efficient. every minute becomes accounted for. i LOVE it. more than that, i love crossing things off the to-do list. it's immensely gratifying.
so, perhaps it's the accumulating lack of sleep, and maybe it's the self-imposed stress, or maybe it's the dr. pepper i had yesterday... but i now have 2 zits on my face. my complexion has been clear for a couple of years now (more or less, anyway), so this is disturbing. no more soda... that was surely my first mistake. and i'll try to get a full 8 hours of sleep tonight. the massive "to-do" list, though... i don't know. i think i'll risk acne for productivity.
i read this on-air today:
"Tchaikovsky's most nerve-racking time was when he had to conduct an orchestra. He was terrified of literally losing his head while conducting, so he would hold on to it with his left hand while beating time with his right." 1this is the same man who conducted the first concerts in carnegie hall in 1891. of course, that made him so nervous that he spent the entire week crying in his hotel room.
1 from "Lives of the Musicians... Good times, Bad times (and What the Neighbors Thought)", by Kathleen Krull
Posted by xta at February 13, 2004 03:15 PM | TrackBack