I could have driven to Halifax by now

If I recall correctly, it’s a 22-hour drive one way to Halifax. I did it a few years ago on a bus with the Warriors Band and the UW cheerleaders.

Well, I’ve been awake for about 24.5 hours straight at this point, and as long as I don’t slow down it’ll be all good.

Why, you ask, am I doing this to myself? It’s been years since I pulled an all-nighter. But the reason now is the same as it was back then.

There’s work to be done.

To be honest, I thought it was just going to be a late night at the office. I bailed out for a Robin in the Hood rehearsal, came home to eat dinner, and then went back. Figured I’d be there till maybe 2am. But at some point I just realized that there was more work than I had anticipated. I could either go home and sleep for awhile or just keep working.

And in case you’re not aware, I basically suck at waking up in the morning. So that just wasn’t a safe option.

As it stands, it’s a darn good thing I put the time in, and I’ve still got more work to do. I actually left the office around 7:30am…some of my coworkers were starting to show up and they just assumed I got in really early. I guess, technically, I did.

A friend of mine will be slightly disappointed because she thought a conversation we had the other night was going to generate a very thoughtful scatterthought. She’ll be pleased to know that it eventually will generate a very thoughtful scatterthought…just not right now. Because right now I have to get up out of this chair and drink some tea before I get too comfortable and start dozing off.

I’m oddly pleased about this turn of events. While I don’t like having to be in the office all night (although it’s fun singing at full volume at 4am), I like that I’m committed enough to my job to put in the necessary time. Makes me feel all adult-like.

And for those of you ready with a comment about how I should have gotten the work done sooner, you may not realize that I’ve been putting in long hours on this project all week. This was unavoidable. Kinda. Sorta. Well, okay, I could have knocked a few of those hours out earlier in the week.

Damn, my eyes started closing there for a second and I liked it. Time to get my ass back to the office.



  1. Dedication in my opinion can be more important than intelligence. And you have both. YAY you. No wonder I adopted you as my brother.

  2. More dedicated than I’d ever be! I’ve never pulled an all-nighter and don’t plan on it anytime soon….

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