The good news first: I’ve finally gotten close to caught up on sleep. I’ve managed to get through almost all of the dumb administrative tasks that have landed on my desk in the last two weeks. And it’s officially spring break, so I’m packing up and heading to DC for the week.
The less good news: I’m bringing a huge pile of work with me. I’d expected to do that — the final manuscript is due to the publishers by the end of the month, and I’ve got one last chunk of text to produce for the anthology, also by the end of the month, so this week has some significant writing-oriented time pressures on it.
The worse news: I didn’t get all the grading I had on my desk done this week, as I’d hoped I would, so I’m bringing that with me, too. Sigh.
I’m headed for the airport shortly, and am trying to decide what I’m going to do on my flights. There are three possibilities:
1. In an effort to make the writing week as productive as possible, I finish the grading on the flights, so that I don’t have to think about it again all week.
2. In an effort to prime the writing pump, I begin my read-through of the manuscript on the flights, thus jumpstarting the final revision process. Grading can be done a bit at a time over the course of the week.
3. In an effort to enjoy what little relaxation time I’m going to get this week, I buy a goofy novel at the airport, put all my work away, and just read for fun on the flights. Doing so puts added pressure on the week, but enables me to start it somewhat more refreshed.
The responsible part of my brain is leaning toward 1, but I’ve got a feeling that I’m going to end up going with 3. I’m thinking, at the moment, that I should just embrace it — take the day off, try to relax, and pick up the work week bright and early Monday.