What’s that old saying?

I heard this first in relation to soldier’s comments about what it’s like to be in a war:  “Hours and hours of pure tedium, punctuated by moments of sheer terror.”   I’ve heard it kicked around in different forms for years.   I was just thinking that it describes my relationship to work – hours and hours of doing boring stuff, punctuated by moments of total stress.

I guess stress is a wee bit better than sheer terror, but it doesn’t do my body any good.  I suddenly have a dozen things piling up on me, and am behind on all of them.   Well duh.  I should have been more productive two weeks ago. 

When will I learn?