I think I do my best work under pressure. I know I did in high school (what I remember of that), in college, and at my normal job when I had one. I don't like to fail. Nothing is more motivating to me.
Today I was able to finalize the edits to the first two chapters of the final section of my novel. I sliced the novel into thirds to make it manageable. I thought this section was going to be the easiest, but it's been a rough day for sure.
I also marked up the edits to several other chapters, so I have work to finish later tonight or tomorrow.
My kids and my back are telling me it's time to stop for the day. Right now. So I clock out.