Yesterday i had a wonderfully productive day. The 20 sided dice and i made some headway against some of the stuff i needed and wanted to do. I think i finally found the trick, which is to mix in my habitual break behaviors (check LJ) with the necessary (fold laundry) and the endless (papers on desk). That way i did finally get some condolences in the mail, although a note to my grandfather wasn't written. Those two tasks have been sitting side by side for weeks upon weeks, with the problem that they both seemed equally urgent. I didn't get to the monthly report or the reviews: i do know the "block" i've had on them though so i can start addressing that anger. I did get a good number of other tasks done: particularly the small critical taps that get things in motion. When i procrastinate or drop those, bigger problems ensue. Yet they're such ... little black holes of time. No, actually they're like enchanted bags, carrying much bigger tasks on the inside of their tiny exterior.
( Reflections on tiny tasks and not being in crisis mode at work )
I did send myself outside to walk to the post office after the last call of the day. I had a small bag to be mended. The economics of the repair are reasonable, although on the face of it the $12 to repair the zipper in the little mesh bag seems to be higher than the value of the bag. Ah, but i've never found one like it anywhere. I stopped in at the consignment shop and saw they did have some long, formal gowns. I talked to the manager, and i'll bring in the wedding dress next Friday when i pick up the bag (Yay for decrufting progress!)
The protesters about Obama and health care at the post office bothered me so much i refrained from really looking at them beyond the "Cut the mustache not health care" poster with the Hitler-Obama morph. I suspect that part of my distress is knowing i'm not prepared to take them on, i'm not up on the details of all the issues. Even then, though, ....
I also successfully extricated myself from my cave to briefly pop in to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tenacious_snail's dinner. Halfway over the "what am i doing?" unanswerable question started working on my mind, but i continued and exchanged tiny talk with a few folks before retreating back to my lair, where i caught the last few innings of Game 1 with Christine and went to bed.
Durning the day i had discovered Hacker Dojo. I knew, through his twitter feed, that a recently recorded member of meeting (someone who is not part of the life of the meeting, particularly, though) had been looking for a coworkspace. It turns out it's essentially walking distance from my home. Here's an intentional community he's fostering.... I think there could be synergy with meeting; there's a nag going on for me, perhaps a call.
This morning, not feeling quite so perky, but still compelled to logorrhea.
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( Reflections on tiny tasks and not being in crisis mode at work )
I did send myself outside to walk to the post office after the last call of the day. I had a small bag to be mended. The economics of the repair are reasonable, although on the face of it the $12 to repair the zipper in the little mesh bag seems to be higher than the value of the bag. Ah, but i've never found one like it anywhere. I stopped in at the consignment shop and saw they did have some long, formal gowns. I talked to the manager, and i'll bring in the wedding dress next Friday when i pick up the bag (Yay for decrufting progress!)
The protesters about Obama and health care at the post office bothered me so much i refrained from really looking at them beyond the "Cut the mustache not health care" poster with the Hitler-Obama morph. I suspect that part of my distress is knowing i'm not prepared to take them on, i'm not up on the details of all the issues. Even then, though, ....
I also successfully extricated myself from my cave to briefly pop in to
tenacious_snail's dinner. Halfway over the "what am i doing?" unanswerable question started working on my mind, but i continued and exchanged tiny talk with a few folks before retreating back to my lair, where i caught the last few innings of Game 1 with Christine and went to bed. Durning the day i had discovered Hacker Dojo. I knew, through his twitter feed, that a recently recorded member of meeting (someone who is not part of the life of the meeting, particularly, though) had been looking for a coworkspace. It turns out it's essentially walking distance from my home. Here's an intentional community he's fostering.... I think there could be synergy with meeting; there's a nag going on for me, perhaps a call.
This morning, not feeling quite so perky, but still compelled to logorrhea.
Care Check-In( Read more... )
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