fragmented
i know i'm not alone in feeling pulled in seventy-twelve directions. but i'd like to whine about it for just a while. granted, i have a fairly easy life...no kids, one job, a helpful hubby. But hot damn, am i feeling scattered! case in point: i have no fewer than 3 to-do lists, including an online version by these guys. i write here; i write on facebook. i write on twitter. i write here. i started writing here, although it's a my-eyes-only kind of writing.
And, obviously, I don't have much to say. parcel it out over so many interfaces, and it adds up to even less. so, why am I trying to be everywhere? There's the 2 million dollar question.
This question is timely: things are starting to heat up at work. I have more contracts coming and going than I know what to do with. My job demands a better understanding of technology and intellectual property, but law school on even the smallest scale is but a pipe dream. I'm either spending half my day getting organized or diving in and then paying for the lack of a thruline. It's like my head is a huge game of pinball, and it's screaming TILT all the time. It's not that I don't think I can do it: I'm confident in my abilities, and know that this stuff is totally in my skill set. I do worry that I'll forget something, though, and that's where the need to organize comes in...because each of those items on the to-do list are connected to people who deserve my undivided attention, my best effort. Forgetting paper? Permissible, at times. Forgetting people? Never ok.
Undivided attention. I used to be really good at that...at making sure that my friends and acquaintances felt heard...at being in the moment. Quite frankly, I'm ready to regain that skill. So, I may scale back here an ooch in the next few weeks.
In an effort to calm the chaos of an untidy mind, I spent most of the day getting my (literal) house in order. I scrubbed floors and doorjambs and did huge amounts of laundry. It felt good. And tomorrow I'm vowing to scale back my online-ness for more IRL time with friends and hubs.
My five:
And, obviously, I don't have much to say. parcel it out over so many interfaces, and it adds up to even less. so, why am I trying to be everywhere? There's the 2 million dollar question.
This question is timely: things are starting to heat up at work. I have more contracts coming and going than I know what to do with. My job demands a better understanding of technology and intellectual property, but law school on even the smallest scale is but a pipe dream. I'm either spending half my day getting organized or diving in and then paying for the lack of a thruline. It's like my head is a huge game of pinball, and it's screaming TILT all the time. It's not that I don't think I can do it: I'm confident in my abilities, and know that this stuff is totally in my skill set. I do worry that I'll forget something, though, and that's where the need to organize comes in...because each of those items on the to-do list are connected to people who deserve my undivided attention, my best effort. Forgetting paper? Permissible, at times. Forgetting people? Never ok.
Undivided attention. I used to be really good at that...at making sure that my friends and acquaintances felt heard...at being in the moment. Quite frankly, I'm ready to regain that skill. So, I may scale back here an ooch in the next few weeks.
In an effort to calm the chaos of an untidy mind, I spent most of the day getting my (literal) house in order. I scrubbed floors and doorjambs and did huge amounts of laundry. It felt good. And tomorrow I'm vowing to scale back my online-ness for more IRL time with friends and hubs.
My five:
- Waterproof jackets. I would've been a mess today without it!
- A clean house. Aaaahhh...
- Homemade bolognese sauce. Not bad for a first try!
- Lazy Saturdays
- Spring - everything's budding! Once the sun comes out we're going to be in for a HUGE wallop of blossoms!
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