When April began several weeks ago, it seemed so full of promise and opportunity and time. Time was what I was most excited about. I would have time to work on my play indexing, time to complete a few more book chapters, and time to exercise and lose those irritating pounds before my sister's wedding. Of course, that time was whisked away by planning for the impending construction of Starbucks in our reference area, reassigning reference books, countless meetings, a general slump in motivation outside of work hours, and a little bit of personal drama for kicks. Then just when I was recouping from all that, allergies hit with a vengeance, followed by a particularly evil sinus infection, from which I am just now recovering.
The bottom line is yesterday I finally woke up from all that yuck and funk of the last 6 weeks and realized that it's nearly mid-May already. How did that happen? I need that time back! No seriously, I need that time back. Somehow I don't think I'm going to get a rain check on this one. The coming weeks don't look good for productivity either. C'est la vie!
This post brought to you by the number 13, the color gray, and a general overwhelming sense of gloom and doom.
Showing posts with label research. Show all posts
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
poor pinkie
Saturday I spent the day at the University of Virginia's Alderman library. I researched and I wrote. I wrote and I researched for seven hours straight. I didn't even break for lunch. I was in such a zone and got so much work done. Seriously, I have eight single-spaced, typed pages to prove it.
The other unexpected outcome was a hand injury. I woke up Sunday morning with the worst pain in my right hand between my pinkie and ring fingers. It was incredibly sore (still is). I guess I used my pinkie finger to hit the delete, return, shift, and arrow keys a few hundred times too many.
The sad thing is that this is not my first typing injury. The first happened back in March 2004 when I wrote 25 pages in 24 hours for my Master's comps. That time it was the center knuckle on my left pinkie. To this day that knuckle aches when the weather changes.
In spite of my aching hand, I had a fabulous day at UVA. I really needed a productive day like that to help me feel not quite so panicked about my book. Plus, it was so nice to research in a "real" library. Yes, I know I work in a library, but it's an undergraduate library not a research library, and there's such a vast difference between the two. I have collection envy now. I want to work at a research library :( Sniff. Pout.
I'm going back on Friday to spend another full day at their library. I just hope my hand feels better by then and that I don't injure it again.
The other unexpected outcome was a hand injury. I woke up Sunday morning with the worst pain in my right hand between my pinkie and ring fingers. It was incredibly sore (still is). I guess I used my pinkie finger to hit the delete, return, shift, and arrow keys a few hundred times too many.
The sad thing is that this is not my first typing injury. The first happened back in March 2004 when I wrote 25 pages in 24 hours for my Master's comps. That time it was the center knuckle on my left pinkie. To this day that knuckle aches when the weather changes.
In spite of my aching hand, I had a fabulous day at UVA. I really needed a productive day like that to help me feel not quite so panicked about my book. Plus, it was so nice to research in a "real" library. Yes, I know I work in a library, but it's an undergraduate library not a research library, and there's such a vast difference between the two. I have collection envy now. I want to work at a research library :( Sniff. Pout.
I'm going back on Friday to spend another full day at their library. I just hope my hand feels better by then and that I don't injure it again.
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