Another day, another bunch of just little things that turned into big things. Taking a grocery delivery turned into me sitting on my ass for a couple of hours having breakfast (not for two hours) and watching Masterchef Australia. A quick trip to the doctors to drop in a blood test form turned into a couple of hours of shopping for all the stuff we didn't get delivered. Then when I finally got back in front of my computer, I couldn't keep my eyes open. What the hell's up with that, I don't know - probably too much cereal for breakfast, eventually kicking my ass or somesuch, in that special diabetic way it has.
Result - 8 pm, massively behind on deadlines all over the shop, still no thought yet of tonight's biking.
If I could just finish one thing, it would feel like progress, but there seems to be little prospect of that happening. But instead of applying the OHIO Principle - Only Handle It Once (meaning just do one thing at a time, and see it through), I seem to be bouncing from project to project with neither rhyme, nor reason, nor any useful marker of progress, like some demented pinball that just wants to sleep. I'm obviously tempted to do a Starbucks day tomorrow, as I tend to crank out the work when I go there. But can I really afford to do it so close to Christmas and so far from my next payday?
Unff - we'll see. One thing at a time. Blog done. Next!
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