Once again (and not surprisingly), these days i am having a hard time falling asleep, be it 11:30 p.m., 12:30 p.m., or even an alarming two o'clock in the morning.When friends complain of the same problem, i always tell them to "free up" their mind at least an hour before bed time. The strategy could possibly work for me too, but this time i think i know exactly why. It's the sense of procrastinating or worse, time-wasting guilt, over a couple of things i should've completed a month ago. Yes, ONE MONTH ago!! Which is why i must say it out loud here. First things first: Tonight, i am going to:continue and finish my pilot proposal (which i wanted to send out by the end of May); (completed: 10:25 pm) get the TECO funding application done (which should've been submitted back in April); (completed: 7/3, 9:00 pm) - - -> There was still procrastination, but...better than nothing :-)and to resume my work on J's site (which is still far from completion, since it requires so much tweaking). (template and site layout completed: 7/13, 5:30 pm)
Phew, i am already feeling better :-) (Sagittariuses are naive, aren't they? Okay, i know, it's just me....) Anyway, let's hope that, once i get rid of the first two, i will be at peace with myself again at the end of the day, and that the familiar shroud of drowsiness will come visit me immediately after i'm settled in bed, despite the caffeine i had earlier. Farewell to this curse of insanity!
i have to NOT procrastinate.
After lunch with S, i brought some data back and am working from home. It's the first day after the four-day-in-a-row, above-the-100s heat wave finally decided to take off (and return to whichever evil planet it was from).At this minute, there is no air-conditioning and yet no sweating, just the box fan going at the lowest speed beside me. In my glass mug sits one-third of Starbucks Frappuccino mixed with two-thirds of milk. It is still icy, yes, but i can wait. Over the speaker, Mariah Carey is repeatedly singing Against All Odds. It touches me as always. The usual uptown noises are not here on our street, and the girls are sound asleep on the living room rug. i guess...if it weren't for that heat wave, sometimes i simply forget how pleasant THIS MOMENT could be.
