|Stuff And Nonsense
||[Apr. 7th, 2011|05:57 am]
Kelly J. Cooper
|[||Tags|||||15-minutes, add, adhd, clean, clean-up, cleaning, dinner, editing, getting things done, gtd, organize||]|
OK, it's April 7th. I last posted about productivity on the 1st, after actually being briefly productive on March 31st. Slept through Friday & most of Saturday, so no 15-minutes there. Worked at MYP Sunday, and was too tired for it afterward.
Monday, I got the car inspected, dishes done, and a new batch of Tabbouleh made up (all pretty impressive for a Monday, which I usually sleep through, recovering from Sunday) but no cleaning. Still, I count it as a productive day.
Tuesday, I got up early for an echocardiogram - turns out I don't have mitral valve prolapse, just a heart that freaks out every so often. Awesome. While at the medical building, I took care of paying a bill and making appointments with a couple of specialists for check-ups. Home, shower, then I worked at the comic shop for 3 hours, ran a couple of errands, and then came home. I got 15-minutes done at the end of the day, finishing off bin #5, starting up bin #6.
Wednesday, no 15-minutes because (this is good news) I am super busy with editing work and although I did my 15-minutes Tuesday, the looming deadlines felt more pressing & I didn't want to waste time before getting down to work! I've been busy all week, having caught a couple of jobs late last week. When it rains, it pours. I am reformatting support materials for a textbook and I've got a line on a dissertation, for which I edited a 7-page outline. There's another dissertation floating around out there, waiting for the author to make some adjustments before she sends it to me. Plus I've been asked to edit a 20-pager and a 30-pager by past clients, so I've actually got to organize & prioritize. Good stuff.
I'm trying to visualize, at least a little bit, how I want things to look around my house and I can actually see possible futures. Pretty big deal for a depressed person because normally, the future looks like murky crap that isn't worth living long enough to endure.
Of course, my sleep & my digestion are NOT cooperating at all, even a little bit, and I've ended up with two extra shifts at the comic shop this week. But there ya go.