Battered and bruised
I’m probably a fool for putting myself through the amount of daily stress that I do.
It’s part my mentality–that when I do something–I want to do it right. No half-assed corner cutting–just quality output.
True, it gets me in over my head more than I’d like…but I think the end result speaks for my labors.
Now if only there were more hours in the day for me to get to all the work I have to do. [Especially some down time to get through the tedious busy work/filing/note writing]