Today's post is going to be short and insubstantial. Yesterday was a really bad WriMo day -- I only wrote about 1000 words, and most of that wasn't until like 3am, before which point I only wrote about 300. I had a day full of free time and managed to use basically all of it procrastinating.
Today, I overslept horribly (because I was up past 3am last night), so I only had about an hour and a half of time to do anything before I had to leave for work. I ended up writing over 1600 words. I didn't quite recoup my full lead, but it was a good day.
Similarly, at work today I opened way too many boxes of books, trying to get as much as I could done, and ended up having more stuff to sort than I thought I could manage in my last hour of work. Maybe I got lucky with the sortability of the books I had, or maybe the fear of insufficient time pushed me harder than I could have pushed myself otherwise, but I got the sorting done inside a half hour.
This seems similar to, but not the same as, the popular but flawed belief that procrastinating makes you a better worker because the pressure accelerates your ability to produce content or complete tasks. I don't actually subscribe to that view, although that doesn't mean I don't procrastinate.
I don't have anywhere to go with this. I just thought it was worth pointing out that I noticed. (And, also, because of my poor time management yesterday, since I overslept, I didn't have a proper length of time to devote to blogging today.)