Pop culture has given several definitions to the term Midnight Madness. It can mean anything from an all night scavenger hunt, to a basketball tournament, to a song by The Chemical Brothers. I believe I have solidified my own definition of Midnight Madness in my very own apartment last night.
The mission (which i really had no choice to accept) was to complete my homework and get caught up on various work duties. Since I lost the majority of the afternoon at urgent care dealing with the bursitis in my hip (who I since named Brutus) I figured I would get caught up overnight with my work. Armed with my mountain of energy drinks and the worlds greatest gift to those of us with ADHD I set out upon a mission. A mission to be the most productive I have been in a long time. What I didn't realize is that passionate social worky people should never ever ever try this at home.
10:00pm: Me, driving home from practice washing down 20mg of Adderall with a sugar free monster. Mind you the Adderall is supposed to be taken in the morning as it is the extended release type as to not keep you up all night. Yes, I know that I am not following the prescribed instructions I get that, but don't act like you've never taken 5 advil at once. Time is irrelevant. It's not like I took 20 of them
10:30pm Arrive home, walk the dog, pay the rent, texting with Ish, hanging on my patio. Not so much different then any other night
11:00pm Chow down on some food, spend sometime on facebook, more talking to Ish, not so motivated
12:00am Start working on my Macro policy paper. I'm writing about House Bill 2148 and the adoption process. Thoughts are flowing quite nicely and my fingers are flying across the keyboard. I am mutli-tasking talking to Karla on text and Rob on the facebook chat
1:00am Crap, my three page paper is now 5.5 pages. Thats just all randomness thrown down in the order I thunk it. I haven't even moved things around and I have that many pages, in an hour. I am focused. I begin to cut and past and edit and find that I am extremely frustrated by the constraints for three pages. I have fabulous arguments that I can't even include. What is a cracked out social worker to do right now..
1:30am Editing complete I begin drafting my letter to my representative. Brilliant I am as I finish it in 10 minutes. I think I am really focused. Now its time for a break on the patio. My dog Cooper stares at me confused as to why I am not passed out like he is.
2:00am Time to pop in a movie and get some work done for my paid job. I decide Blues Brothers is appropriate. I hunker down and get organized and begin flying through mental health assessments and the subsequent computer business that goes with it. The movie is simply noise in the background and I pause only to sing the song "Think".
4:00am The movie is over and I am damn near caught up on my work. Oh shit, I am caught up, I could run a marathon right now. I can do anything....back to the patio I go.
5:00am Starting to get a bit sluggish, I turn on the coffee pot and decide to take a quick power nap of 20 minutes
5:20am Up again grab some coffee start facebook jump in the shower.
8:15 Crap! How am I late to work when I've been up all night....I don't even know what I did in the last three hours. I was awake but it was all a blur....
So needless to say, that was quite an experience and I was super productive. Unfortunately I was super tired the next day too so there are some pros and cons to this process. Maybe I need better time management skills, but that is something I choose to be lazy about.
