Wasting Moments That Might Not Even Be Mine

The Thinking Man sculpture at Musée Rodin in Paris

The Thinking Man sculpture at Musée Rodin in Paris

Do you know what I accomplished today?  Nothing.  At least nothing that was on the carefully thought out to do list I created Sunday night.  Today is Tuesday…Two days in a row?  Ouch. That’s called a flop.

I started thinking about this…and it isn’t good.   It works this way…

When one wastes time by putting things off — at least when I put things off — I do so with the thought that I can always get caught up tomorrow.  But then … holy cow…what if I keel over tomorrow!  What if I don’t quite die but get laid up somewhere?  Or lose my mind?  Or just get lost?  What if I start forgetting things…

In more practical ways, what if I cannot do tomorrow what I want to do today?  Maybe I’ll just get too damn stupid to flesh out my strange sense about string theory.  I can’t say for sure.  Maybe I will simply forget what I wanted to do.  Who can say?

So when I am sitting about thinking I’ll get caught up tomorrow, that might not be an option.  In that sense, the time I a wasting is the time I think I have tomorrow and that time might not even mine.  Think about that because I don’t think I am making any sense.  That isn’t good.  Maybe you can explain it to me.

So time to get myself back on track!  I am going to start holding myself accountable again.  I will publicly announce my tasks and chores.  And I think the best way to do it is to start with the ugly stuff first.  If you start your day eating a bug, everything you do the rest of the day is better in comparison, right?  Isn’t that the saying?

(Why do I seem to be asking so many questions lately?  Is that an early sign of dementia?)

First on my list tomorrow — after a hearty breakfast of waffles and eggs scrambled with black pepper, spinach, and shredded Parmesan cheese — I will call the client who wants to take me to court, just to see how he’s doing.  But in no particular order — other than task #1 —  here is my Wednesday list:

  1. Call the client who wants to sue me.
  2. Clean kitchen and dining room.
  3. Read before Netflix.  (This has to become a hard rule.)
  4. Write before Netflix.  (This has to become a hard rule.)
  5. Schedule my client follow ups…before Netflix.
  6. Daily walk.
  7. Reset my Carbonite back up.
  8. Write to Ed Doering.
  9. Pay my currently-expired magazine and journal
    subscriptions.

I think that is a complete day.  In fact I think I will get a jump on things by finishing Elizabethtown tonight so I can drop the disk in the mail and not think about Netflix, disk or streaming.  (Elizabethtown, by the way…how did I get that?)

9.  Check Netflix queue for films like Elizabethtown.

There, now that is a complete day.

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Wasting Moments That Might Not Even Be Mine

  1. Pingback: Sales Triage « A Little Tour in Yellow

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s