Last week was litigation craziness at work, which I love (when it's not all the time, which it hasn't been.) I am in a sweet spot at work where I am senior enough to run my cases and teach the "kids" but junior enough that I don't "own" the firm or have that crap to deal with. I love where I am right now.
Wednesday night I "owned" the brief however. I committed to getting a draft to the partner by 7am Thursday. Yes BossMan does get in that early.
Hence staying up until 6am on Thursday to get the brief done. I will admit, writing a 20 page reply brief overnight is pretty cool. Why yes I am a Law Geek. What's it to you.
I caught a nap then went to work. I had a team of 4 "kids" helping me refine things, gather research, gather exhibits, etc. We had a team meeting in my office in the early afternoon and I was rockin'. One of the kids (26 years old, very OCD and dedicated, childless, relationshipless, lives 2 blocks from the office), was amazed at my stamina. They kept saying, "How are you even awake?!" I told them the thrill of the game! And, this ain't NOTHIN' compared to raising twins.
I worked until after midnight Thursday, was back in the office Friday by 8. Stayed until 10pm when the filing was done.
Got home Friday night full of energy somehow and watched a movie.
Saturday morning? Could. Not. Wake. Up. Had a slew of plans for Saturday - cleaning, errands, exercise.
Instead I woke up at 10 - only because the dogs couldn't hold it another second - then went back to bed. Yes. I did. I didn't sleep - I surfed the web on my laptop (wireless is such a double-edged sword), talked to my family, played with my dogs (in bed). Finally, still exhausted but embarrassed to stay in bed any longer, I got up a little after one. 1:00 p.m. In the afternoon.
Apparently, the adrenaline gave out and my body said, "WHAT THE FRICK WERE YOU DOING THIS WEEK? YOU ARE NOT IN COLLEGE ANYMORE!"
Yeah, body, thanks for the reminder.
I think I'll go take my Metamucil and go to bed now. It's almost 10pm....