Yet another week has passed by in a blur. I got a lot of stuff done and crossed out a lot of items on my to-do list, but I still find myself wondering what happened. Lately time is flying by so quickly, I’m having trouble keeping up.
I’ve been so busy, even my normal techniques of writing stuff down are starting to fail me. One can only have so many notes sitting around before they all degenerate into a meaningless pile. Most of it what I have to keep track of is consolidated in one place, but when you have many phone lines and many phone extensions, you end up taking notes other places.
After weeks of work overload, my office turned into a disaster of just tremendous proportions. It was foul; I can’t take that level of disorganization long term. I’ve noticed that part of me starts to rebel if I work too much. My brain shuts off and I sort of shut down and stop working. I’m not a workaholic, so I get into a snit and do nothing. Staring into space isn’t productive, but there ya go.
On my better days, I realize I’ve reached snit-phase and decide to do something mindless instead of just staring into space. Cleaning up my office is one of those mindless tasks. So for the first time in what seems like forever, my files are all labeled and put away. The gigantic stacks of junk strewn across my desk are all gone.
So after what we hope will be a relaxing three-day weekend, I will be able to return to a nice organized office instead of a room full of meaningless piles.