REARRANGING TIME
Saturday Oct. 29, 2016
To have no plan, or to have a plan.
What difference does it make?
I learned long ago that having no plan, no schedule, no priority setting – just drove me crazy. I can take a day or two, or a week or two of that – it’s called vacation.
But work? My kind, has within it much potential chaotic and frenzied activity that can be triggered by the next phone call or an email conversation …
I made some changes to my routine recently – as so many times before, to get my daily tasks in better order for the purpose of arranging more, better, awake and alert time for projects, for writing, for staring out the window, for leisure. Each time I do that I succeed a little, sometimes a lot. I’ve not kept track but I’ve probably re-invented or tweaked my process two or three times each year. Better organization always ‘feels good’ in early moments, those first few days. Euphoria, using all that time I’d scrambled so hard to be able to enjoy.
But things happen. Resolve may be firm … until the exception arrives. And it does arrive. Every day. Sometimes one, sometimes ten. Most can wait their time in the queue, but not all. My rationalization is often something like ‘this is why I’ve made more time’, so I can take on this exception swiftly and knock it out of the park …
And my feet drag. Not all at once, but after a while … I need to tweak my plan.
Again.
I’ve learned it is never ‘for the last time’. Just the next time, this time …
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk with Gusta: 2C/35F, cloudy, stiff south wind in our faces – yesterday’s snow is gone and absorbed by thirsty ground; Gusta’s coat came home infused with leaves and debris and I with inspiration filled lungs – it’s going to be a great productive interesting day …
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