There's a slight lift in the workload, but when I come to think about it, more and more tasks begin to dawn on me, one by one, eating away at all the time I have to myself over the weekend.
Well, I haven't a choice, to be honest, whatever work that needs to be done must be accomplished for the deadline set, priorities to be set, placing duty before personal fulfilments. This is what I believe, ultimately, I wouldn't care less to what people think of that, so long as it works, it's enough for me to survive.
Now, I'm not saying as long as something gets the job done, it doesn't mean that it doesn't need to be any better or to be improved upon. I would like to think that, if time comes for you to fully appreciate what benefits it brings to you, that is when it can do more. For me, I do see reason behind deadlines, but the fact that people misuse this system of punishment, it deters me from wanting to do any more.
What is this, a lack of motivation? Slowly being demoralised by every day that passes by... How depressing.
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