yikes! weary...
Feb. 9th, 2006 09:44 amBeen at work for over three hours. Amazing how fast one can get in when everyone else in the world is still waking up. :-) Finally getting the backlog cleared off my desk, which is nice. But with only 5 hours of sleep, I'm going to be nearly as exhausted as A. by the time I pick her up. :-)
A couple of nights ago, maybe Monday, I was suffering... well, I don't know what it's called, but I think I remember it showing up in astronaut training in The Right Stuff, when they were trying to test their limits. Basically, your reflexes start to degrade and eveything seems just slightly more difficult than it should be. I had been to the store and was trying to put away tins of cat food. And the tins kept slipping and sliding, as if they were covered with oil or didn't have solid edges. My reflexes were still good enough to catch them before they hit the floor, but not enough to take a dozen of them out of a bag and put them one on top of each other in two stacks in the cupboard without them trying to escape. Weird. Everything else was the same--I'd set something down on the table and it would land with the bottom just not quite flat or just a little off of where I meant it to go.
Speaking of which, why is it at times like that that inanimate objects will do things that you can never *get* them to do any other time? I have a soft-sided briefcase, like a courier bag, that will loop its handles or its shoulder strap over the car gear lever or the emergncy brake lever, or around a door handle when I'm trying to simply move past one of those objects; but if I *tried* to flip the shoulder strap over a door corner or a coat hook, it would take four or five tries at least. The cuff of my jacket snagged a doorhandle the other day that was perpendicular to my line of motion; how the blazes did it *do* that? Arrgghh! :-)
A couple of nights ago, maybe Monday, I was suffering... well, I don't know what it's called, but I think I remember it showing up in astronaut training in The Right Stuff, when they were trying to test their limits. Basically, your reflexes start to degrade and eveything seems just slightly more difficult than it should be. I had been to the store and was trying to put away tins of cat food. And the tins kept slipping and sliding, as if they were covered with oil or didn't have solid edges. My reflexes were still good enough to catch them before they hit the floor, but not enough to take a dozen of them out of a bag and put them one on top of each other in two stacks in the cupboard without them trying to escape. Weird. Everything else was the same--I'd set something down on the table and it would land with the bottom just not quite flat or just a little off of where I meant it to go.
Speaking of which, why is it at times like that that inanimate objects will do things that you can never *get* them to do any other time? I have a soft-sided briefcase, like a courier bag, that will loop its handles or its shoulder strap over the car gear lever or the emergncy brake lever, or around a door handle when I'm trying to simply move past one of those objects; but if I *tried* to flip the shoulder strap over a door corner or a coat hook, it would take four or five tries at least. The cuff of my jacket snagged a doorhandle the other day that was perpendicular to my line of motion; how the blazes did it *do* that? Arrgghh! :-)
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Date: 2006-02-09 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 03:22 pm (UTC)Kevin says to just go naked ( ;-) ) but if the handle isn't snagging my sleeve, it's snagging my side and bruising me. OW.
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Date: 2006-02-09 03:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 05:27 pm (UTC)mreh.