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To quote another handsome blue fellow from 'Aladdin'... Well, *I* feel sheepish.
I have, at times, been cranky of late. Even downright bad-tempered and judgemental... and worse, on one occasion, purposely rude. I wanted to apologize to everyone, since quite a few of you have been affected, and explain why.
I was, not to put too fine a point on it, getting all stressed because I wasn't stressed enough. (This is the kind of wacky logic Our Mysterious Friend The Brain can subject us to) I went from working my fur off on a dozen different projects, the school included, to dropping everything else - including my own research - and trying to focus all my attention on the school and the team. Suddenly I had free time, could sleep more than five hours a night... and it sent me straight up the wall. The pattern of constant activity was so ingrained into my mind, at that point, that I couldn't shake the feeling that I should be doing something important, right now, every minute... and there was far too much time in which there wasn't anything for me to do. I didn't realize it consciously, but I was stressed because I subconsciously thought I was *supposed* to be, so my Helpful Friend the Brain started giving me things to worry about. Anything it could come up with.
I've talked to Charles, and the problem is mostly dealt with - it's going to take me time to get out of the habit of needing something, anything to do, but I can do so consciously now. Once the Box is fully repaired, I'll be doing some of my own work again - not working myself into the ground, but keeping myself occupied. And once the baby is born, I imagine my time will fill up quickly enough.
I'm making this a public announcement for two reasons - first, as previously stated, because I owe quite a few people assorted levels of apology, and this will hopefully explain matters to everyone at once, and second, because there are those among you who are almost as bad as I used to be, especially with finals coming up. When finals are over, anyone who finds themselves having trouble winding down, who keeps waking up with a start worried that they should be doing something or gets antsy when there's nothing to do... believe me, it's entirely normal. And Charles, or myself, or several of the other teachers will more than understand, and be happy to help.
I have, at times, been cranky of late. Even downright bad-tempered and judgemental... and worse, on one occasion, purposely rude. I wanted to apologize to everyone, since quite a few of you have been affected, and explain why.
I was, not to put too fine a point on it, getting all stressed because I wasn't stressed enough. (This is the kind of wacky logic Our Mysterious Friend The Brain can subject us to) I went from working my fur off on a dozen different projects, the school included, to dropping everything else - including my own research - and trying to focus all my attention on the school and the team. Suddenly I had free time, could sleep more than five hours a night... and it sent me straight up the wall. The pattern of constant activity was so ingrained into my mind, at that point, that I couldn't shake the feeling that I should be doing something important, right now, every minute... and there was far too much time in which there wasn't anything for me to do. I didn't realize it consciously, but I was stressed because I subconsciously thought I was *supposed* to be, so my Helpful Friend the Brain started giving me things to worry about. Anything it could come up with.
I've talked to Charles, and the problem is mostly dealt with - it's going to take me time to get out of the habit of needing something, anything to do, but I can do so consciously now. Once the Box is fully repaired, I'll be doing some of my own work again - not working myself into the ground, but keeping myself occupied. And once the baby is born, I imagine my time will fill up quickly enough.
I'm making this a public announcement for two reasons - first, as previously stated, because I owe quite a few people assorted levels of apology, and this will hopefully explain matters to everyone at once, and second, because there are those among you who are almost as bad as I used to be, especially with finals coming up. When finals are over, anyone who finds themselves having trouble winding down, who keeps waking up with a start worried that they should be doing something or gets antsy when there's nothing to do... believe me, it's entirely normal. And Charles, or myself, or several of the other teachers will more than understand, and be happy to help.
