As I entered my last semester of Grad school about 12 weeks ago, I was offered the opportunity to take on two large implementations at agencies located 2,206.4 miles from my home. I was aware that this would involve spending countless hours traveling, being away from my children for long periods of time, meeting deadlines for school, and somehow still making time for myself. However, without hesitation, I was still ready to jump in and take action.
I have always been a woman who has thrived off being productive. I was fully aware that the level of multitasking that I was about to experience was something I had only ever seen in superhero movies. I was able to convince myself that I had hidden superpowers of my own and it was time for me to unlock them. As I mentally prepared myself, I knew that I had to make every second, minute, and hour count from the moment that I wake up to the moment I fall asleep.
Over these past twelve weeks, I have spent four of those traveling. When I travel I typically begin my day at 5 am by indulging in a cup of coffee in the hotel lobby, and then diving into homework for about an hour or so. That gradually turns into me checking emails for about another hour.