Time is on my side, or else…

 

MY JOB IN A NUTSHELL

 

 

And to think that I missed out on so many things because I was so busy.  

Or was I?

I currently have over 900 emails in my Inbox -not from fans, but from work.  I’m awake, home on a Friday night and ready to go back to the office tomorrow, Saturday, to attempt to get that number down, while people in China struggle to get it up (the number of emails, I mean).

In the bathroom tonight, I thought twice about throwing away a Home Catalog because I suddenly found reading about the thread counts in towels and sheets fascinating.  And I wondered how the cotton yarn gets woven into sheets, but also gets knit into stretchy shirts like a white tee (I actually think I know this).  

I’m shocked that I’m even writing right now, at 20 to 2 in the morning, but A. Rebecca’s away in Vegas, and B. Work breeds work.  Hate admitting that, but it’s the only way I can explain why I’m still awake, doing the things I deem ”working”, like writing this blog, or reading about what a stock is, or  drawing a picture.

I don’t know how I feel about it yet and It’s a sick and twisted logic.  The more I work, the more tired I should be.  But instead, I’ve worked more this week than I have in the past 7 years at my company and yet I’m not yet tired cause all I’ve been doing is working.  

But oh how bad it is!  Days disappear and I haven’t written a book, or drawn a collage.  Weather changes and I hope for rain because it’s easier to be in during the rain.  And my girlfriend is the toughest part, because no one wants to hear that you can’t be home because you need to read a bunch of emails.  

It’s still too early to tell.  I’ll crash very hard after I publish this.  

Meanwhile, I watched Will Ferrel on Man vs. Wild yesterday -THAT WAS GREAT!  I now feel every celebrity should do this to plug a movie (especially those based on campy 70’s television).  

 

Will all this work do this to me?