Trying to be organized. This is a neverending process. On the outside, I'm pressed and ready to go...at home, the laundry room looks like the dryer exploded. Or it's the other way around, things are great at home but my desk at work is inches deep in phone calls and other information on paper to which I need to attend.
Today was a medium day, not too far off in either direction. I got work that needed to be done done and other stuff I clearly don't care that much about (or it would be taken care of by now) fell by the wayside.
No major crisis, not even any outstanding daily drama. Or maybe it's just a "forest for the trees" thing. What seems regular to me, any other person would walk into and walk right back out of in a hot second.
Damn that high tolerance for pain sometimes.
Que sera.
Cheers.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
In other news
Emotionally messy, yes, but very productive in other ways. I re-did a room in my house this weekend. Paint, furniture, the whole nine. It looks really good. Accessories to follow. Yay.
Painting is like meditation. It was a very "Karate Kid," Zen-like event...in a funny, deadline-crunch kind of way.
New year, new stuff, makes sense right? Normally my new year starts in September. With a birthday at the end of August it's just my natural time to get things in order. I gave up making January resolutions in junior high because I knew I'd never stick to them. This year may be different.
An evaluation at the time of the calendar new year after a few months since my natural new year brings me to resolve...what?
Stop talking about what I want to do and start talking about what I've done. This means DOING the things I've talked about for so long, like starting a business, building a treehouse, landscaping my yard and establishing myself as an influential social icon in a very subtle yet positive and effective way. Get back into playing the drums.
Drums I can totally do, but that social icon one is such an intangible. I know what it will feel like when it happens, but I know what the business or the treehouse will look like when it's done. Achievable goals...that's what I need.
Drums, skate ramps and rope swings...that's '08 for me.
Painting is like meditation. It was a very "Karate Kid," Zen-like event...in a funny, deadline-crunch kind of way.
New year, new stuff, makes sense right? Normally my new year starts in September. With a birthday at the end of August it's just my natural time to get things in order. I gave up making January resolutions in junior high because I knew I'd never stick to them. This year may be different.
An evaluation at the time of the calendar new year after a few months since my natural new year brings me to resolve...what?
Stop talking about what I want to do and start talking about what I've done. This means DOING the things I've talked about for so long, like starting a business, building a treehouse, landscaping my yard and establishing myself as an influential social icon in a very subtle yet positive and effective way. Get back into playing the drums.
Drums I can totally do, but that social icon one is such an intangible. I know what it will feel like when it happens, but I know what the business or the treehouse will look like when it's done. Achievable goals...that's what I need.
Drums, skate ramps and rope swings...that's '08 for me.
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