The building will be closed at 10pm.
I checked my watch. It was a little past 7pm. I did think it was odd not hearing the bell ring at 7pm. We were informed that the building will be locked later than the normal 7:30pm closing. Initially, I was relieved that I can spend more time at the office. And then I found myself dreading the thought of staying late at the office – the pounding in my head tells me I need to spend more time with my bed. My to-do list reminds me that this is a good opportunity to lessen my backlog.
Backlog, the word has stuck. I hate it. It tells me I have not delivered my outputs on time making me feel like I’m unable to handle my work load – simply put, incompetent. Work, right now, is the main source of my fulfillment. It’s where I get confirmation. Each task competed in advance or on time gives me a sense of achievement. I enjoy crossing out tasks in my to-do list. Now, I find myself transferring tasks from one page of my organizer to the next day. Depressing.
I got tired of copying and rewriting my to-do list that I just made use of post-its. That made the transfer of tasks faster :). What I find frustrating is that I am not the person who sits around doing nothing. I work overtime. I am willing to and I do work on weekends and holidays hoping to finish all tasks within the time allotted – to no avail. I hate the feeling of not meeting deadlines.