Reality Me

Let’s do a couple more. Recycle bin!

I’m going to begin evaluating the books on my shelf. Maybe one book a day.

Let’s begin with this one. Pellissippi State 2004-2006 Catalog & Handbook.

I’m sure McKay’s would pay big bucks for this one but I’m going to put it in the recycle bin.

I stretched. I did push ups. I did sit ups. I rowed 2000m. I feel amazing! I miss exercising.

Yesterday I had so much to do in so little time. So I didn’t do anything…until I’d cleaned my desk. In the process of cleaning my desk, not only did I find everything I needed to complete my tasks but I ended up being much calmer and more organized and I dare say, happy.

It’s hard not to be me but I certainly try not to be.

Ever time I experience a moment of joy it seems like yang comes in to take it away.

You know when it is freezing outside and you plan on waking early for a busy day but under the sheets are perfectly warm…and there is a dog on your feet. A dog on your feet! You aren’t going anywhere.

Cold day. Currently 61.5°F in my office. Time to hide in the warm bedroom. Really need to get my woodstove working again.

Too tired to do anything

Too awake to sleep

My apologies if I seem distant or unkind this month.

When I was 8 years old my best friend and I stood in the woods near our homes and recited every curse word we knew. And I decided I didn’t want to talk that way. I made it one goddamned year. I have turned vulgarities into poetry. My mastery of the art can make a sailor cry. I know expletives that most people probably have never heard.
I did not make New Year’s resolutions but I did decide to clean up my mouth. I made it about 4 hours into 2022 before that fell to the wayside. Frankly, my life has too many frustrations to pretend that dirty words don’t exist and that four-letter-words are not entwined in my DNA.
Ah! Here’s an example. Need to email a file. Try to go to the web browser version of Outlook and it cannot be reached. Let’s sneakernet it to the work laptop. Put USB drive into Mac and copy file. Put USB into the work PC and nothing appears. Do my best Samuel L Jackson impersonation and the drive appears. Computers require cursing to function properly.
And thank you Internet! (gotta love the BBC)

The basement office is freezing. I’ve put on a knit cap and a ski jacket. I have several projects that I desire to work on today including side work, scouts, winterizing the basement, etc. To think of them all is to accomplish none so today I have one task that is my sole focus. The others will follow.

I have to keep up with my personal calendar, my children’s various school calendars, my son’s athletic calendar, my family calendar, three different Scouts BSA calendars, my work calendar, my dry erase calendar, my Hobonichi Techo calendar, a holiday calendar, my Google calendar, and probably a couple I’ve forgotten. Not all of these allow for importing via ICS or linking via a url. So the first Monday of each month, I check all calendars to make sure they are in sync for the month. I also give a look ahead to the next 3 months and a glance over the next year.
Each day before I go to sleep, I introspectively examine how the day went and update any journal notes then I look ahead to the following day to ensure I’m prepared, and I glance over the rest of the week.
Each Sunday, ala Stephen R Covey’s First Things First, I review my previous week, examine my seven roles, give consideration to Sharpen the Saw (mental, physical, spiritual, and social/emotional), and set my principle centered goals for the upcoming week.
I prefer my calendaring on paper. It doubles as a permanent journal and is easier to look up past events than in an electronic medium which could purge past events on some IT policy’s whim. Plus writing with fountain pens is such a pleasure. There are advantages to digital calendars so I tend to keep electronic and paper in sync.
My weeks begin on Monday and end on Sunday.