Every now and again, I have a down day/ weekend/ week. I think everyone does.
My sister had it recently, when she had a bad meeting for her dissertation. Her tutor decided to tell her that she hadn't done nearly enough work in a pretty bad fashion. My sister was rather upset about it all.
But you know what? After a good, long talk about the matter, we decided that I would be her new tutor. What Stacey needed was a little bit of helpful guidance and some weekly targets to help her along. She needed a pep talk from her boyfriend (which she got) and she needed someone to turn around a tell her that she was doing well, instead of telling her something bad.
As a result of these pep talks, she picked herself up, dusted herself off and wrote a week-by-week plan of what she was going to do for her dissertation. Now she has aims, she has already completed nearly 8000 words of her 10,000 word dissertation. Considering she was on about 3500 two weeks ago, I would say that's a pretty sizable chunk done. I am proud.
So now it's my turn for the down-ness as I find myself slowly drowning in a torrent of work, with six pressing issues and six more that will be pressing soon. I've made myself a schedule, but it seems a little impossible to me. And just when I begin to get really bad, I remember that actually it's not the end of the world.
I am using my sister as an example, and she reminds me that you can do something that seems impossible if you work hard enough.
Maybe by next week all those pressing issues will be gone.
At least, that's the hope.