The thing about taking a week off work is that the work does not go away - it is just there waiting for you to return. On Monday, I got back to find that the edict had come all the way down from the group CEO that the project I am working on has to be finished before the end of the year (i.e. mid December). No choice, no argument. It turns out here are very good reasons for this, but it would have been nice to know this in June when it all started - we might have had access to the people we needed, at the time we needed them. Now everything is a huge rush.
The upshot is that it seems to have completely stopped the rest of my life. It isn't that I am working particularly long hours to catch up, but I don't seem to fit anything else in when I get home in the evening. No reading, no DVD watching (I still haven't watched all of BSG s1), no lj updates, no PC software setup etc. I think its because all those require some concentration and I have run out of that. I had time to experiment with some pothole patching mix on my driveway - no real brainpower required there.
Having said all that, I'm not feeling stressed by it - strange and unusual though that may be. Maybe the week off worked. Or perhaps I just don't care. I'm leaning towards the latter.
The upshot is that it seems to have completely stopped the rest of my life. It isn't that I am working particularly long hours to catch up, but I don't seem to fit anything else in when I get home in the evening. No reading, no DVD watching (I still haven't watched all of BSG s1), no lj updates, no PC software setup etc. I think its because all those require some concentration and I have run out of that. I had time to experiment with some pothole patching mix on my driveway - no real brainpower required there.
Having said all that, I'm not feeling stressed by it - strange and unusual though that may be. Maybe the week off worked. Or perhaps I just don't care. I'm leaning towards the latter.