So it's 3:30 on Monday afternoon...
Feb. 16th, 2004 03:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
klsiegel320...and I'm going out of my mind with boredom! The Monday after a large delivery should be an official company holiday.
There is nothing to do. Well, okay - there is one tiny thing to do. It's a thing I've been asked to try, that I already know won't work, but I promised to try anyway because the person who asked me seems to be the sort who has to touch the stove...it will take maybe ten minutes, and it will not work, after which we'll go back and do it right.
Other than that, there is nothing to do. The delivery is in the client's hands; until we get feedback, there's nothing to do. And so very much time to do it in.
I've reorganized my task list three times. I've mind-mapped some of my tasks and stuff from Franklin Planner to better see how the things I'm doing on a regular basis fit into my "roles" or into one of the "sharpen the saw" categories. I've reorganized the playlist for the Easter anthology CD that I want to make. I've partially reorganized the playlist for the Lent and Holy Week anthology (possibly anthologies) I want to make. I've read everybody's most recent posts in LJ. I've checked the mail three times...or is it four?
And it's only 3:37 and I have to sit here for at least another hour and twenty minutes, of which ten is already booked for testing the thing that won't work, which leaves me with an hour and ten minutes in which to do nothing.
This by contrast with last week, when tasks - even important tasks like writing and sending people's birthday cards - got ash-canned left, right and center because there were too many things to do and not enough minutes to do them all. Just another of life's little fascinations.
There is nothing to do. Well, okay - there is one tiny thing to do. It's a thing I've been asked to try, that I already know won't work, but I promised to try anyway because the person who asked me seems to be the sort who has to touch the stove...it will take maybe ten minutes, and it will not work, after which we'll go back and do it right.
Other than that, there is nothing to do. The delivery is in the client's hands; until we get feedback, there's nothing to do. And so very much time to do it in.
I've reorganized my task list three times. I've mind-mapped some of my tasks and stuff from Franklin Planner to better see how the things I'm doing on a regular basis fit into my "roles" or into one of the "sharpen the saw" categories. I've reorganized the playlist for the Easter anthology CD that I want to make. I've partially reorganized the playlist for the Lent and Holy Week anthology (possibly anthologies) I want to make. I've read everybody's most recent posts in LJ. I've checked the mail three times...or is it four?
And it's only 3:37 and I have to sit here for at least another hour and twenty minutes, of which ten is already booked for testing the thing that won't work, which leaves me with an hour and ten minutes in which to do nothing.
This by contrast with last week, when tasks - even important tasks like writing and sending people's birthday cards - got ash-canned left, right and center because there were too many things to do and not enough minutes to do them all. Just another of life's little fascinations.
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I was mistaken...
Date: 2004-02-17 01:24 pm (UTC)Glad all the medical things you had to take care of seem to be going well. I'm not just entirely sure whether I can see Typepad from here; theoretically, since I can see this, I should be able to see that...might try later, if I can remember the URL.
It wasn't so bad, really...I did at least get some organizational things accomplished. But it's so hard to sit and do nothing when there are boatloads of things you'd rather be doing...
Re: I was mistaken...
Date: 2004-02-17 10:43 pm (UTC)URLs:
http://bookworm.typepad.com/babymakesthree/ for baby/pregnancy-related stuff
http://bookworm.typepad.com/ for everything else