I finally finished the paper that has dogged me for a week.  It’s almost midnight, the night before the paper is due.  I haven’t worked on something this late at night and this close to the deadline since my undergrad days (and nights) back in the 70’s.  Back then I couldn’t seem to get my focus until the sun went down the night before some big project was due.  I did my best work in the middle of the last possible night. 

Today, with the paper due tomorrow I still put the majority of it off.  I thought about it a lot, tinkered with a few pages on occassion, but didn’t really sit down to work until after the sun went down.  I wonder if I’m regressing?

I did, however, put together two packages of information to go out to two libraries in answer to potential employment.  That took some time and reminded me how stressful looking for work can be.  Even fun work.

And speaking of work, this weekend I worked till 9 Friday night, for 5 hours on Saturday and 6 hours on Sunday.  That’s a lot of work hours shoved into one weekend.  Makes me realize that I haven’t worked anything like full time in a long time, and I’m enjoying that aspect of school!  I got a bit bent out of shape to have so many hours scheduled together this weekend.  Have to remember that real life is often like that. 

For now I’ll revert back to the protected life of an undergrad.  Late night, deadllines met, no real responsibilities.