Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Budget my Hours, Simple
Realizing that everything falls laughing through the cavernous cracks in my organization, I have reasoned out that scheduling my weeks down to the 1/2 hour has become dire for me. Hard because I've always viewed such activities with disdain. I only have to do it if I ever want to excercise or meditate again, or feel good about my workload versus work product. Thought I was getting used to 4 hours of sleep/night, but my memory flew the coup two weeks into this most recent work/catatonia bender, as best I can recall. Reminiscent of how I felt after getting knocked out while being mugged in SF - wonder, fear, and a whole lot of unanswered questions I become more selective about asking. Dementia focus training, bueno no. I know what some of you are thinking - go to bed and stop typing. I feel that too, but my soul aches for expression and a written record to consult, so, so, so yes I think I will attempt sleep after setting my worry people about some tasks. The worry people are wee dolls that one can assign tasks to be accomplished during one's sleep.