Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Ironic tears

Currently I'm working on a project about productivity, and it's all one big fat irony. To prove it, here's today's schedule:
  • 6.30am: Arise to prepare for a research interview (read: drink much coffee and clear throat endlessly in the vain hope that voice will sound less gravely than it inevitably does at this time of day).
  • 7.30am: Interview an American about productivity from my treetop hideaway. Celebrate remote freelancing "workstyle" with more coffee while doing so.
  • 8.15am: Interview ends. Scan to-do list. Weep ironic tears.
  • 8.16am: Commence content management.
  • 4.30pm: Content management ends.
  • 4.31pm: Write print blurbs for client. Fail to complete.
  • 6.30pm: Realise I still have shitloads to do. Stop writing print blurbs in a panic. Print and proof a small portion of collateral for another client. Mark up errors on PDF. Curse technology. Fail to call testy family member.
  • 7.30pm: Put who-knows-what from bowels of freezer on burner. Commence research for interview with another American productivity guru in a mere 12 hours.
  • 7.52pm: Write this post as a distraction from the cold, hard reality that I should be writing interview questions.
  • Afterward: All I have left to do tonight is finish this interview prep, proofread 23 pages of print collateral, mark up the changes on the PDF, upload a blog post for another client, and weep some more ironic tears before setting my fucking alarm. Oh, and eat whatever it is that's bubbling on the stove.

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