Middle of night, quiet place – hour and darkness, time fades to black – last/this night/morning …
Pushing out mail – monkey(s) off my back, at least off my plate. Notes to out-of-touch Muser. Walk dog. Feed dog. Read paper. Pour coffee.
OK, it’s 4:00. What now? What’s next? Clean up for the cleaning lady, put that wash in the dryer. Read the other paper. Pour more coffee. It’s so quiet? Push start button on dryer!
Website/marketing post-launch phase, next project morphs, much more now rather than any kind of ending. Knew that already, really. Still, breather would be nice. Didn’t budget time for that …
Projects phase-hop, moves downward on short-list of top-lists which sit atop that pile of all the other lists!
Easy to excuse, avoid with generalizing language, covering all our bases, multi-tasking. Each time I face a milestone/deadline date, vacation departure or large project/initiative grabbing hold, I say to myself, say aloud, “I will purge everything that doesn’t fit my focus(s)”. But that’s it, you see, I have more than one. More than several.
Tried it. Many times. To alter, too many things at once – isn’t focusing, that’s excusing.
I wonder if this is because my multi-focus reality drags me downward as week wanes, leaving me deep-sleep-deprived more than rested, my energy level in pitched-battle with daily task-pile? For what? To reduce size of that pile?
I’ve always believed the notion that we do our best when we focus, laser-like. Really?
Is there evidence that focus works best or at all?
To focus, or to not be too focused at all – that is the question?
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 5C/41F, flags limp, silent streets empty, Gusta was unsure if I was taking her for a very late walk, or a very early one – perhaps I was more relaxed, less urgency in my gait, but there was a difference. Every house dark except for night lights and TV images flickering … leaving me to wonder if someone had fallen asleep as I often do only to wake at 3:00, or 4:00 and wonder whether to go to bed or simply start the new day …
I have been dealing with some health issues lately and try not to sit for long periods of time. Had a defibrillator (sp?) installed in September and learning to live with new medications that have strange side effects. I need to catch up on your Musings and when that happens I don't want to inundate you with comments from long ago Musings. All in all I am doing okay. Dealing with the health care community in our great Nation leaves a lot to be desired; but then they all have their own set of challenges and opportunities I guess. Sorry; didn't mean to alarm you. I promise to drop you a line every once in a while just to let you know I am still alive when I get behind in my reading. Hope all is well with you! And thanks for thinking of me; nice to know good friendships can be made even if you don't actually meet face-to-face. the Wordsmith, GW, Bon Weir, TX