Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Time and Again

I’ve had a busy and gratifying day.  I got to work early and met briefly with a development director who’d stopped by to introduce herself, then ran to the AOC (where the judges hang out) for a five hour conference THAT ENDED AN HOUR EARLY in which I actually was a useful participant, and then I voted in the overheated but cheerfully-staffed basement of city hall (as I settled down with my ballot I saw a “weirdo” ((technical term)) ambling down the halls exclaiming that there “sure was a lot of interest in this election").  When I got back to the office I found my mail-order shirts had finally arrived, and I’m expecting free shoes from the above-referenced development director soon because I’ve cut her some breaks and it turns out she owns a birkenstock store.  And, the further to sugar the watermelon that is my life, tomorrow might be sort of easier than today was.  My “busy season” that lasts from February through October is just about over.  Does that leave me with more time for personal pursuits?  Only if I manage it properly.  Which brings to mind a little ditty I wrote, oh, two years or so ago, which I have pinned to the cube-wall I’m facing as I type this.  I keep it there as a reminder to myself to manage my time thoughtfully.  I’m not too proud of the way I’ve been applying its lessons lately, though, so I’m going to motivate myself with the age-old tool of sheer guilt by posting it here for (somebody) to see, and then I’ll feel compelled to be more attentive.  Or not.  Time will tell.

THINGS I NEED TO DO LAST MONTH

clean the windows
walk the dog
examine priorities
get some air
talk to strangers
wipe that look off my face
fold the laundry
groom the cat
share my feelings
learn a game
teach someone something
dance ecstatically
lend a hand
grow a moustache
get a schvitz
lift with my legs
broaden my perspective
do someone a favor
call a friend
watch less video
eat more fiber
get up earlier
direct my dreams
respect other people
write a poem

Okay?  Okay.  Now get back to work, or at the very least, try to look busy.  You don’t want a poll monitor to see you just goofing around, do you?