This past week has been hell. Pure, unadulterated, hell.
I�ve been working at a frantic pace in order to meet a deadline, a day and a half short of Friday�s actual deadline, because I�ll be leaving for Louisville, Kentucky this afternoon.
All weekend, I worked. Into the night, I worked. As the sun came up the next morning, I worked.
This weekend, I was lucky to grab 4 or 5 hours of sleep a night. The last two nights, two hours.
Do you know what happens when you�re running on that kind of a sleep deficit? Imagine your worst hangover. Times ten.
And after the round-the-clock work madness, I wasn�t even able to get everything done. Late last night I discovered that I didn�t have all of the record on my last case. I trekked back to the office to get it. It wasn�t here. I looked everywhere. I checked every file drawer, every box, every shelf. Nothing. We didn�t have it.
So, today my secretary is trying to track it down. But, without it, I couldn�t finish my last bench memo. And since I�m leaving this afternoon, even if someone can dig it up and get it to chambers pronto, I still won�t be able to get it finished before I have to leave. Bottom line, despite nearly running myself into an exhaustion induced meltdown, I won�t be able to meet my deadline and this last memo will have to be submitted late sometime next week. Crappers.
I�ve hardly slept in the past 72 hours and I�m missing my deadline, but I don�t really give a damn any more.
In a few short hours, I�ll be on a plane to Louisville, Kentucky, to spend the weekend with a group of fantastic women who I have known for almost two years now, but who I haven�t actuall met until now. Among this weekend�s distinguished guests will be ozarklily herself. I�m really looking forward to finally putting faces to the names and personalities of these women and bringing them from the nebulous world of online friends, into the heartland of real life, honest to goodness friends.
In other good news, that I�ve barely had time to process due to the sheer craziness of the past week . . . I've been called in for a second interview for the Just Perfect for Me Job with the Federal Agency That I Really Want to Work For. I�ll be interviewing with Mr. Head Honcho next Wednesday. This is good news. Very good news. Project Get a Damn Job may actually be coming to a successful completion in the foreseeable future.
Well, this is it, for me, for now. I must finish packing. And then I�m off for a fun and exciting weekend. I haven�t had any fun or excitement in quite some time. I�m long overdue.
One last thing, sincerest GRACIAS go out to greenwitch for adding me as a favorite. Sorry to have disappeared from Diaryland almost as soon as you added me to your favorites list. Contrary to speculation, though, I�m not dead, just dead tired. And as soon as I get a decent night�s sleep, I�ll be back to the same old gregariously opinionated Jess that we all know and love.
Listening To: nada
Reading: nada -- finally.
Feeling: anticipation