Flirting with burnout...
...at least on the Accelerated Deadline Job™.
I about duplicated yesterday's scope of translation (a bit more than 2000 words), thankful that my main client hadn't loaded me down with The Routine Stuff™, although to be frank, the latter about goes away on and after the first of the month (unless folks at the other end are late, which I don't think they have been, recently).
This glide path has turned into a muddy swamp (an interesting train of metaphor if we analyze it thoroughly), although it may be that it's that way because I've cherry-picked my way through the file (an Excel spreadsheet listing stuff), and about the only things that're left are those that I skipped the first time I saw them because they looked too formidable, or were grammatically challenging.
Still, I am now just over 2000 source words away from finishing my first pass through this monster, and then I will face the despeckling job from aitch-ee-double-toothpicks to get everything in on time, especially considering how pretty much two days this week will be spent by yours truly visiting doctors and hospitals.
Never a dull moment, let me tell you.
I'm reading Seth Godin's The Dip: A Little Book That Teaches You When to Quit (and When to Stick). It's fairly short, and everything he says makes sense, but I'm going to have to go back and re-read it with a different set of mental filters on, because I'll be switched if I can see how, offhand, I can apply his observations to Real Life.
Wait a second. In truth, that's not true. I noted at least two areas in which what he's saying fits like a glove. At least two recent instances where I have encountered (am in, actually) a Dip. I guess "what I need to do"—the quotes are there because I hate that particular series of five words, because saying/thinking/writing them gives me a false sense of actually having done something as regards what it is that needs to be done, when the truth is that by saying/thinking/writing them, I do nothing of the sort and actually, simply underscore an area in which I am falling short, but I digress...
As I was saying, before I rudely interrupted myself—I need to go back and read what Godin's saying more closely. Either I missed something, or I didn't think about it hard enough.
(Of course, since I'm describing a Dip I've encountered while trying to comprehend Godin's book, perhaps the right thing to do is fling the thing in the trash—i.e., quit—except I can't do that as I bought the Kindle edition, etc.)
Tai chi in an hour. Gotta go get ready.
I about duplicated yesterday's scope of translation (a bit more than 2000 words), thankful that my main client hadn't loaded me down with The Routine Stuff™, although to be frank, the latter about goes away on and after the first of the month (unless folks at the other end are late, which I don't think they have been, recently).
This glide path has turned into a muddy swamp (an interesting train of metaphor if we analyze it thoroughly), although it may be that it's that way because I've cherry-picked my way through the file (an Excel spreadsheet listing stuff), and about the only things that're left are those that I skipped the first time I saw them because they looked too formidable, or were grammatically challenging.
Still, I am now just over 2000 source words away from finishing my first pass through this monster, and then I will face the despeckling job from aitch-ee-double-toothpicks to get everything in on time, especially considering how pretty much two days this week will be spent by yours truly visiting doctors and hospitals.
Never a dull moment, let me tell you.
I'm reading Seth Godin's The Dip: A Little Book That Teaches You When to Quit (and When to Stick). It's fairly short, and everything he says makes sense, but I'm going to have to go back and re-read it with a different set of mental filters on, because I'll be switched if I can see how, offhand, I can apply his observations to Real Life.
Wait a second. In truth, that's not true. I noted at least two areas in which what he's saying fits like a glove. At least two recent instances where I have encountered (am in, actually) a Dip. I guess "what I need to do"—the quotes are there because I hate that particular series of five words, because saying/thinking/writing them gives me a false sense of actually having done something as regards what it is that needs to be done, when the truth is that by saying/thinking/writing them, I do nothing of the sort and actually, simply underscore an area in which I am falling short, but I digress...
As I was saying, before I rudely interrupted myself—I need to go back and read what Godin's saying more closely. Either I missed something, or I didn't think about it hard enough.
(Of course, since I'm describing a Dip I've encountered while trying to comprehend Godin's book, perhaps the right thing to do is fling the thing in the trash—i.e., quit—except I can't do that as I bought the Kindle edition, etc.)
Tai chi in an hour. Gotta go get ready.