26

That is how many consecutive hours I spent in my room this weekend. I came home from a meeting at 4pm on Saturday and I didn’t leave my room until 6pm on Sunday.

I didn’t realize it until I was at dinner tonight. Twenty-six straight hours. That’s not right. It’s actually quite disturbing. I really shouldn’t be working so much. However, I have no choice. There are too many assignments to finish, too many presentations to prepare, too many projects to finish, and even one project to start.

On a positive note, I did eat a lot of chicken this weekend!