After one whole week of power and internet outages, my work backlog extends from here to the moon. Scratched the surface after working 6 hours straight with one bathroom break in between.
One of my greatest attitude flaws is that I underestimate my skills – modesty is alright and all that, but I underestimate my ability to such gross extents that I freak out every single time that I would fail miserably. This is not new to me. Every exam I have attended, I have stepped into the examination hall in abject panic that I would not be able to write a word in my answer sheet, only to ace the exam. I couldn’t sleep last night because I was freaking out because I had to come up with four technical ideas and write them up into a letter of intent before Monday. I was sure that my client was going to fire me, and that his company would crash because I could not meet the Monday deadline. And then, since the company went belly up, so many people would have to go home without a severance package, and it would all be my fault.
I finished two already and a third is getting some shape, and only needs hour or two before it takes full shape. And I have the weekend to go.
Will I learn my lesson? No. Next time I will freak out all over again.