Dustin blogged today about all of the things that he needs to get done and how he’s not sure where he’s going to find time to sleep. I totally feel his pain.
I mean, just last night, I couldn’t put down my book and I ended up staying up way past midnight. I didn’t even finish it.
Someone please call me a whaaaaaambulance.
Ok, for serious, I have a lot on my plate right now. And it seems like so much more than I’ve ever really had at once. Because I made a promise to myself to stop procrastinating. And, for once in my life, I got right on it.
This whole “getting stuff done when you’re supposed to” business is tough! Imminently less stressful, though. How is it that I’ve spent the last 20 years or so of my life (presumably, as a small child I had my parents saving me from my own bad habits) with things constantly hanging over my head? Sending out a difficult email is way easier than constantly worrying about sending out said difficult email. And then worrying that it’s been too long and is it too late to send out said difficult email. And then attempting to forget about said difficult email by watching a “What Not to Wear” marathon on TBS. And failing spectacularly.
So, I’ve been hopping on things! Clearing out my inbox! Cleaning the house when I get home! Making myself a snack when I’m hungry instead of waiting for dinner! Sorting the mail! Working on sewing projects! Watering my garden! (yes, my usual method of watering is to leave it up to Kristian and the rain) (Kristian is more reliable than the weather, but he has other things to take care of) (Like fixing my bike) (And making me breakfast). So I have been doing my own watering. Among a host of other things.
And it’s fucking exhausting.
Right now, I’m working on my CD release party. Technically, this was already pre-procrastinated as I should have taken care of a lot of this stuff earlier. But that’s besides the point. The point is that I’m working my tucchus off. And yet, not using this as an excuse to blow off all of the other responsibilities in my life. Those of you who are aware of other responsibilities that I need to take ownership of are probably laughing right now. But, hey, it’s a start.
I won’t post my to-do list, because it’s long and boring and (quite frankly) who cares? But I will say that, unlike my usual to-do lists, some of this stuff has a good chance of actually being accomplished.
Maybe I should write “take a nap” on there.