I’ve realised something about myself this week: I thrive under pressure. I would never have thought I would, I usually shy away from difficult situations, but it’s true. Pressure and me are good pals. See, I’ve had a lot on. There’s my toddler who can be quite a handful and my house (which is apparently self-UNcleaning) to start with. Being a SAHM isn’t easy. I’ve got coursework piling up nearly as high as my ironing pile; and being the masochist that I am, I set myself goals. So along with writing this week’s #fridayflash, I’ve been working on my book plus brainstorming ideas for a new story because I want to get on the #tuesdayserial bandwagon. In a moment of madness I also signed up for this years NaNoWriMo! I know. I must be clinically insane.
But, here’s the interesting part. (Well, to me at least) I have coped with my never ending to-do list rather well. Really, not like I want to blow my own trumpet or anything, but I have. All the niggling little things I can’t find time to do when I have considerably less to do: done. All the form filling, phone call making and tidying: done. Coursework: done. Writing: done, done, done. All with taking out almost a full day for my boyfriend’s birthday with all its fry-up making, cake baking and general girlfriend-ish goodness. I feel like Superwoman! Exhausted Superwoman!
So, my future is looking rather busy. I’m sure there’s a fine line between thriving under and caving under pressure. I’m pretty sure I’ll cross it in the not too distant future, but for now I’m simply going to bask in my super-productive week.