Late scholarly nights

Just like Monday evening, tonight was another night of schoolwork until 2:00am… But in both cases, it was my own fault (in one way or another).

I knew that this program was going to be a lot of work, but I didn’t realize in advance that my own choices or fixations would rob me of so much sleep. And this is just Day Three.

Monday, also known as Day One, it was sort of a deliberate choice. I knew that in one of my two classes I had a bunch of reading to get done this week, a detailed writing assignment (with requirements about specific reference sources, citing, etc.) that was due on Wednesday night, and then responses to peers’ writing assignments due by Sunday.

And that was just in one of the classes.

So yes, I was planning out my time… And I had theatre tickets for Tuesday night, with a bunch of work-work that I needed to get done also, so I knew that I’d be waiting to the last minute on Wednesday unless I dug in hard on Monday.

Remember me writing that I would have to prioritize my time to get my assignments done? I figured I’d be spending 2-3 hours on weeknights and then all day and night on Saturdays… Well in Week One, I had to cram in 2.5 weeknights of work into one, because I was balancing it with personal plans.

So what happened tonight? Did I leave some deliverable until the last minute and have to frantically work late into the evening to complete it? Did my procrastination bite me in the ass?

Actually, no. As a matter of fact, I was finishing my required responses to other students’ written assignments… And then I kept reading more, long after I did what would reasonably be considered the minimum number. I kept reviewing more papers, sometimes a second or third time to really ponder pieces. I posted responses to a few of my peers’ papers, and in some cases posted responses to other peers’ responses.

Here’s the problem I’m facing: I’m intrigued by this stuff. So much so that what was supposed to be “finish reading the final three posts while in bed, then go to sleep” became a three-hour reading and writing session wrapped up in the bedcovers.

I suppose there are worse problems to have than being genuinely interested in your field of study… But I’m honestly surprised by how much I’ve fixated on this stuff every time I really get into it. I didn’t expect to be so fascinated by it all.

And with that… I’m going to aim for a few hours of sleep before the workday starts.

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