and wasn’t it just…
Having survived last week – in what I can only describe as an unexpected calm – I paid for it this week.
I have to first explain the concept of borrowing forward. Sometimes, when the workload is realistically too much, you can get through it all by using next week or the week after’s energy. I can anyway.
But it DOES come at a price.
When you get to the point that you have to repay.
Now I’d assumed last week that my day off on Friday allowed me to unwind so the weekend was – relatively, given an 04.25 get up on the Saturday and getting to bed at 01.15 on the Sunday morning – less than stressful, that I’d sneaked away with the tiredness and it had been mopped up over the weekend.
Waking on Monday was like climbing out of a deep, dark pit without a ladder. Completely shattered and without a shred of energy. Which was going to be fun with a coaching/mentoring session in the morning and chairing a trustee meeting in the afternoon and a potentially alarmingly short time between the two, especially as I don’t do hungry. As previously mentioned.
Well, the morning meeting was postponed due to external circumstances and all of a sudden my day gets easier, except that my head packs up and I’m hurtling back into the deep dark place of the morning.
So in energy borrowing terms it’s pay back. And the afternoon meeting and a couple of associated chats to do with said meeting are definitely the more complicated of the two.
In all honesty the meeting went off very smoothly – imposter syndrome again Colin, you do actually chair meetings reasonably well! – and the gorilla in the room is addressed head on and the outline of a plan of campaign arrived at. But with prep and travel this has taken up five hours of my life so the energy cost adds to the deficit. And…
Wet Tuesday in February. 2nd Tuesday in February is always wall-to-wall mentoring and coaching (me on the receiving rather than the giving end) and I wake up AGAIN in the deep dark pit. Possibly even deeper and even darker. And the weather is ATROCIOUS. Bucketing down with rain, 30 mile drive each way to the first session along a motorway full to bursting with HGVs so got there late but I suppose it was best to get there at all.
So, the week continues with, when I’m in meetings or doing something I’m good and when I’m not, boy am I not!
Not helped at all by some sort of sinus issue. Having had man flu before Xmas and return of the man flu earlier this year I now have massively blocked sinuses. And phlegm in the back of the throat. P-h-l-e-g-m. Who ever came up with that word? And why!
The glasses bear down on the nose and aggravate the sinuses and I presently seem unable to breathe through my nose most of the time. The net result being waking up or finishing my walk with a seriously dry throat. Difficulty swallowing dry.
I’m guessing it’s all part of the overdoing things thing.
Learn to breathe through my ears.
So it’ll go, eventually but it’ll prolong itself by the disruption of my personal life. And no one has yet shown me how to divorce that from my business life.
And the bl00dy computer’s acting up too!
Last Windows update. Overnight Tuesday/Wednesday. Reboots and stops. Probably a driver issue – they normally are – but it does mean having to remember how to start in Safe Mode, F8 key in rapid fashion before Windows kicks in and hangs (again) and it rolls back the updates, tries again, rolls back once more then restarts without the updates. All told, once you’ve restarted all the programmes, about an hour’s work.
That you can’t be elsewhere for much of the time because you’re watching what’s going on in case you need to intervene.
because it’s not posted the update, it does the same thing again today!
And, I presume, will do tomorrow unless one of my geeky friends can lend a hand?
Got to go now. Day’s almost vanished and I need to try and remember what I’ve done with it. Try the back of the sofa? I lose lots of things down there…