I don’t know about you but lately I have had more and more time and I have gotten less and less done. I don’t know how this happens but it must have something to do with the space/time continuum. I mean, as far as jobs go, being a writer/speaker does not chew up a lot of your day.
If I take out things like writer’s block, naps, and playing with your new iPhone, I probably put in a good hour or two a day, and you’d think I’d be able to get things done, but I can’t. Take today for example;
This morning, I was sitting in my office at 9 AM, ready to tackle half a dozen phone calls, a redo of my website, and a blog article. I sat at my Mac and thought and thought and played some solitaire. I was drawing a blank when I noticed that my office plants were dead. Well, not quite dead but definitely on life support. It seems that someone (me) forgot to water them for the past couple of weeks and they were pretty much drier that a Joe Biden speech.
So I went down to the kitchen to fetch the pitcher I use to water them. While I was down there I noticed that the coffee was still hot so I poured myself a cup and took a stab at today’s crossword puzzle. (I need for a nine letter word for thesaurus.) After about 10 minutes, I headed up to my office with the empty pitcher. As I was filling the pitcher at the bathroom sink, I noticed some magazines on the floor that I hadn’t finished reading yet. No time like the present.
After finishing the magazine I returned to my plants and listened to them sigh as they received a healthy helping of water. While I had the pitcher, I thought I might as well add water to the zen/serenity producing fountain that my wife gave me as a gift after I refused to take the Ritalin. After adding the water, I turned on the pump and prepared for the peaceful sounds of trickling water. What I got instead was nothing. It appears that the pump is broken and I base that diagnosis on the fact that the pump wasn’t making any noise or pumping any water. Now I have to replace the pump which will require a trip to the pump store and possibly a stop for ice cream.
When I get back home, after stopping at the post office, the dry cleaner, and, of course, the ice cream store, I got up to my office and my newly refreshed plants. I replaced the pump in the fountain and was instantly rewarded with the tranquil sounds of water shooting about three feet in the air. I adjusted the pump and mopped up the water and had one more cup of coffee before catching the latest headlines on the news.
Now, to get down to business…right after I check the mail – and the email – and today’s specials on Amazon – and the thing that I don’t need but am bidding on at eBay. And it’s time for lunch!
You know, I just wanted a sandwich but the chill in the air made me yearn for a cup of soup…and if you have ever experienced a soup-yearn, you know exactly what I mean. unfortunately, there was no soup in the house so I went to the grocery store…and while I was out, the hardware store, and that new train store in town.
After soup and a sandwich, I am ready for a nap. I figure if it’s good enough for Einstein, and Churchill; not to mention dogs and babies, it is good enough for me.
Zzzz.
Okay. Refreshed and ready to carpe some of the remaining diem. I placed all of my phone calls. Out of 10 calls I got five voice messages, two number changes, one “no longer at this number” and two people who actually answered the phone but couldn’t talk right now.
Now I can move on to the rest of the day’s agenda. Work on web site. This is going to take hours and would best be tackled first thing in the morning.
All that leaves me with now is to write a blog entry. Just did.
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