My belly’s full,
Now seems like the perfect time to sleep,
But, there’s so much work to push and pull,
I don’t have time to settle down and drift down deep.
My homework is done,
That is true,
But, I have to write a metric ton,
If I ever want to bid my day job adieu.
My eyelids grow heavy,
And, heavier still,
I’ve a burden of dreams to carry,
But it all amounts to nil.
And now the decision must be made,
Do I chose the sweet tea or raspberry lemonade?
Ryan S. Kinsgrove
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There are just a few subjects that really burn me up, and the first one is sleep.
Never interrupt someone when they’re sleeping. I don’t know how many times this has happened to me. I’ll get all nice and comfortable. It’ll be the perfect temperature. And sleep will reach out like a lover, caressing my cheek even as she makes my eyes heavy. Right there, I’m right there at the entrance to dreamland when I hear. “Ryan, wake up…you’re driving.” 😆😆😆
I can’t help that my carpool mates like the environment inside the car to align perfectly with the environment I need to fall asleep. 😆
But, on a serious note, I do have something I actually hate. If you watch the blog then you’ll have noticed that none of my regular posts went up today. You might shrug it off as not unusual because it’s Labor Day here in the States, but that’s not the real reason there was no posting going on. In my Daly Stats post yesterday I mentioned that I was way behind on my homework. Well, that finally caught up with me and the panic monster woke up. Now I’ve got this insatiable drive to get all of my homework caught up before I worry about anything else.
This is kind of a good thing. The panic monster is invaluable to those of us who identify as procrastinators, as it help us get our shit done when it gets right down to the line. Unfortunately it waits until it’s practically standing on that line, and doesn’t pay attention to anything anybody else wants to do.
What I hate most about all of it is the declarations and decisions I made prior to the panic monster waking up. I’m here like, “Hey, buddy. I’m supposed to be doing this shit for a newer, better me. Get in line.” And the panic monster simply steamrolls me.
So, what’s the moral of the story? My declarations and decisions still stand. I am going to follow through. I just need to get caught up on my homework first. (Which was one of my goals anyway.) My posts will likely be sporadic over the next couple of days. But I will get it done, and then we’ll get in with the business of making this the best blog ever.
Ryan S. Kinsgrove
(I’m also posting all of this from my phone while I’m at work, so I don’t have my little banner or mailing list link to add.)