“Just once I want to wake up with more time on my hands than hours in the day.”
I have a looming deadline, as the first chapter of my MA thesis is due Tuesday.
That’s 20 pages on the theory of fashion, including the concepts of Barthes, Boucher, Carlyle, Simmel, Spencer, and Veblen.
Number of pages completed as of right now: Zero!
I have a rough draft (drafts seem to be haunting me of late), but it requires a general overhaul.
The whole situation is just winding me up.
It’s vital that I meet this deadline, because my university professor picked me personally to guide me through my thesis.
Guilt is a wonderful thing at times, and I just can’t imagine letting her down.
I feel ticktock pressure breathing down my neck.
The feeling of impending doom is ticking me off, just not enough to inspire me to sit down and write.
And here’s why:
When you’re a fan of an actor like Richard Armitage, there’s ALWAYS something to do.
First off, if you’re a blogger, and treat it semi-seriously, you will soon learn that it really is a part-time job.
There are always posts to research, write, and schedule, like clockwork.
For me there’s a necessity to go back and correct any mistakes I’ve overlooked in posts, as I have very little attention to detail, and my keyboard ‘swallows’ letters.
It makes me cuckoo!
Replying to comments is the highlight of my morning, and I consider it time well spent.
Then I might get an idea and start fiddling with RA images, which sparks a new post idea, which completes the cycle of research, write, schedule.
Every click on a blog I follow offers a release from the tensions of any RL obligations.
There’s always something to look at, comment on, watch.
Once I do my blog rounds, it’s time to pop over to Twitter.
I can kiss a few hours goodbye.
Rest easy you’ll come across someone there chat with, exchange views and observations.
Whenever I know I should leave, I just keep coming back for seconds 🙂
The truth is, if I got paid by the hour for Richard Armitage admiration, I’d be a rich woman.
Don’t worry, Mr Armitage.
My love don’t cost a thing 😉
With the amount of time we spend at work keeping abreast of RA news, I’m sure some country’s GDP has dropped.
The truth is, the time spent interacting with the RA community is priceless!
It doesn’t feel like a time-waster.
We may not be out there saving the world, but I’d like to think we’re creating a wonderful RA reality, full of friendship and creativity.
Case in point: This post took close to 3 hours to complete *sigh*
And yes, I did have to go back and correct a mistake…