There are 7 days in a week, 24 hrs in a day, 168 hrs in a week, 10,080 minutes in a week. I know that. Well not the amount of minutes, I had to math for that. My point is, I’m more than aware there is a finite amount of time I have to work with. I also know that there are certain time sucks (DAY JOB!!!) that will eat a definite amount of time. I need to focus, harness my free/down time and maximize every second of it.
I’m failing. Spectacularly. Epically. Whatever-kind-of-ly you’d like to use here (they’d all be pretty much appropriate).
I’ve crammed a lot of living into the past few months, and yet it feels like I went to sleep on Jan 1st and woke up today. We’re almost at the half way point of the year, and I haven’t even made a dent into my goals. Every time I look at them I get queasy and it somehow turns into watching an episode of The Office. If sanity were measured in the amount of words I got out of my head and into a WIP, I’d be certifiable, completely locked underneath the Psych ward, trussed up Houdini-style while they started to brick over the door to my cell. (Clearly I can beat a metaphor into the ground)
I need to focus. I need a schedule or a system or a minion to do the lion’s share of the work. Want to share yours?