Productivity meets time constraints.

4 minutes

Friends,

This is what I have decided.

I am just going to have to quit my job.

Let’s forget for a moment that the world is exploding, and everyone is in a financial crisis. Ignore the fact that WalMart has increased the price of my creamer, and I recently thought long and hard about getting a gas credit card because it offered $0.01 off a gallon of gas.

We are going to brush aside the argument that I am hearing on social media that $2.99 is too expensive for an ebook on Amazon as they hold their $6.50 Starbucks Pink Drink.

Let’s focus on the fact that I don’t have time to work.

It’s as simple as that.

It’s a good complaint to have.

Here’s the thing- the one New Year’s resolution that I have somehow managed to uphold is the idea that I was going to be more involved.

I was going to be the person who did things in the community and for the community. A productive member of society who was going to give back because, in reality, I have been blessed.

What you all failed to inform me was that it was going to take up a lot of my time. Rude.

If only I had the same dedication to working out and eating healthy.

It came with some bumps.

Anyone who knows me knows that when I get an idea in my head, and I start having traction- I am running like a moose on ice.

It’s not pretty, and there is a lot of flopping around in all directions- but progress is being made.

It leads me to believe that I can conquer the world one overzealous project at a time.

What I never take into account is the amount of time and effort everything is going to require. The backstage productivity that needs to happen in order to shine during an engagement or get-together.

The stress of creativity vs. the mere 24 hours allotted to us in a day.

It’s never enough time.

I needed a new calendar.

At the beginning of the year, I bought the cutest little calendar—one that would fit into my purse and could be whipped out at a moment’s notice.

Granted- I only used it for birthdays, bill due dates, and the once-a-quarter mandatory family gathering. But it quickly became useless.

I needed something that not only handled the events, parties, and rides that I said ‘yes’ to, but it also needed to be able to hold the preplanning stages, such as how many books I needed to glide a day to have a back stock, the author’s events that needed to be promoted for at least a month prior, and the Amazon Prime Day sales that I wanted to hype up prior to the big mid-year shopping spree.

I used to pre-plan my posts weeks in advance. A backstock of random stories that I wrote at 3 a.m. as a way to clear my head and remember the amusing parts of my life. To have a successful blog, it is recommended that you actually post blogs.

Rude.

White space is not good.

My shrink says I have a death wish. Not the kind where I go flying down I-5 on my motorcycle at 90 m.p.h, whipping in and out of traffic. Or go cliff-jumping into the icy waters of the PNW.

No, I prefer the slow and painful death of working until I can’t see straight—the kind of death where the five pots of coffee eat away at my stomach until I am nauseated and shaking at my desk.

After so many years in the military, where white space in the calendar meant we weren’t training enough, working hard enough, or running far enough- white space has become the devil.

It means I am not hustling. If I fail, it’s because I didn’t do enough.

Unfortunately, it is so ingrained in my head that sitting around and talking or relaxing is worthy of the death penalty- I can’t seem to stop.

Final thoughts.

The irony is that I just wrote a blog about not having enough time to write a blog. I had a thousand other ideas for this episode, like who was the first person to create the pillow or how social media has become the new gambling addiction.

You know- important things.

Do they have a support group for social media addiction? I will have to ask my shrink.

Actually, I can’t. She wrote a book about working with crazy female veterans and quit her job to promote it.

Rude.

Until tomorrow, my friends- Keep Reading and Stay Caffeinated.

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