Like last Friday, when I needed to be all done with my contributions to the cyberinfrastructure proposal by the end of the week, turned into meetings a-go-go about the modeling proposal, which generated a whole bunch of little tasks, so I didn't really get started on proposal editing until about 6 pm, so I stayed at work until 10.
And then this week I've been at a workshop (an interesting one, on extreme values) from 9-4 each day, but then also on Monday I had a meeting with my boss afterwards that ended with me saying "Do you want me to take these schematics I sketched out, turn them into diagrams, and send them out to the group so that we can get everybody back onto the same page when we have our conference call at 4 pm on Tuesday afternoon?" Which is how I ended up working at home from 9 to midnight on Monday evening.
Of course, that's nothing compared to yesterday when I got done with my workshop, came home, regrouped a bit, and then worked from 8 pm until 5 in the morning editing the damn cyberinfrastructure proposal because it is due tomorrow and my Co-PI was not gonna get it done on his own. Why yes, I DID stay home today, thank you!
But the funny thing is, though I will admit this post is not entirely grouse-free, I don't feel particularly whiny about it all, mostly just... tired. It may be because I have been getting shit done, yo, so my feelings of competence and accomplishment are overriding feelings of being hard done by. Or maybe it's because the end is in sight, and I know that once we're past all the damn deadlines that I'll be able to put a bunch of stuff that I'm enthused about at the top of my to-do list.
I dunno. Mostly I'm just hoping that I'll be able to power through the various bits of administrivia on my plate tomorrow so that I have time to edit the presentation I'm giving on Monday morning so I don't have to do it this weekend.
...but I'm also not holding my breath.