Okay, day four. Things are going well, I’m noticing some stuff. Wrapping my brain around it all. I’ll paste here what I wrote this morning on Laura Vanderkam’s 168 Hours Forums page on Facebook: Halfway through the week, I’m surprised …
I’m starting to see patterns now in how I spend my time. Like, I spend more time than I should picking up after the heathens I call my sons. It’s not noted on my log because it’s a few minutes …
If there’s one thing this challenge is doing for me this week, it’s keeping me honest as to how I actually do spend my time. I feel more structured, somehow. I don’t think I was squandering my time before, but …
Oh, just putting “detox diet” in the title and first line is guarandamnteeing that the Google freaks and Twitter bots find this and spam the hell out of this post. Spam=bad. Bacon=good. Mmmmm…..bacon….. Uh, sorry. Where was I? Oh yeah. …
Good news: I fixed my email. Bad news: took for-freaking-ever. Good news: I am now gainfully employed and start on Wednesday. Bad news: OHMYGODIHAVEAJOBANDHOWTHEHELLAMIGOINGTOFITITIN???? Enter the 168 Hours Challenge. Let’s see how today looked, mkay? 6:30 am: Growl at iPhone …
The terrible irony about this post on time management is that it has taken at least five days to get it written and several hours today. For someone who wants to be a writer when she grows up, a two …
Because I’m working to live in the NOW, right NOW I’m telling myself learning to write posts on the iPhone is important and not just ’cause I’m too lazy to get up and walk across the room to MacDreamy. Learning …
I can think of exactly two things that force me to live in the moment or lose my everlovin’ mind. One is painting. If I think about how much work is involved and how much trim there is and how …
School is over. Summer break has begun. In the last six days we have driven over 900 miles through three states, endured a wedding, and are still speaking to one another. We’re in Chicago now visiting my parents and playing …
Yes, it’s been awfully quiet here lately. I’d like to apologize to my two remaining readers, this site gathering dusty cobwebs, and any thoughts I may have had regarding a potential writing career. Sigh. Sometimes you just get sucked into …
