TGIF!, but GDIOC (gosh darn I'm on call)

It's pretty amazing that I'm home before 4 o'clock on a Friday afternoon and I'm on call.  I already know I have to go in tomorrow to see at least one patient, but today things were slow and relaxed for a change so I don't even mind. Work usually feels like an 8 hour hike on a treadmill, set at a challenging pace.
I've been aware for some time now that even after I get home from work I continue to multi-task with all the things I need to do, even if they are unimportant and low on the priority list.  I can't just sit and watch TV without also working on some other task and having my laptop on in front of me.  I can't go out to run an errand unless I make a detailed list first and rack my brain to come up with as many things to do as possible in one trip. I blame my job for my inability to just relax and waste time without remorse.  I need to practice being a stop and smell the roses kind of person but don't think I could do that without also pruning and weeding just a little bit.

I believe I got this way because my typical day is divided into minutes and documented by me.
6:33 clock in
6:45 morning report
7:00 prepare the procedure room
7:20 patient in the room
7:22 first set of vital signs
7:30 doctor in the room
7:33 administer drugs
7:35 document vital signs
7:36 start procedure
7:40 1 mg Versed, pt. uncomfortable
7:42 document vital signs
7:45 Pt asleep
....it continues this way, minute to minute right up until 3 or later. Do a task and immediately document the time and action into the computer. It becomes difficult to come home, throw my feet up and ignore the clock.  I notice the time passing by and can't stop myself from thinking, what have I accomplished in the last 10 minutes? Even now as I'm typing this I'm glancing around at all the Christmas stuff and feeling anxious about getting the boxes out of the attic and putting it all away....right now! But honestly, does anyone care if my tree is up for another day...another week? This is all self-inflicted pressure and I've got to stop!
Right now - I'm going to stop typing, put on my coat and take my poor neglected Xena for a walk. I'll even sing the song for her to watch her dance around.

I know what dogs like, I know what dogs want....(apologies to the Waitresses)

PS Maybe I'll take my tree down tomorrow, maybe I won't.