I Admit It

At work

I am not actually all that busy. True, there is plenty to be done, but no more than the day can accommodate, and what doesn’t get done today, will get done tomorrow. Or next month, whichever comes first.

I do not get very many emails. I do not have hundreds of unanswered emails begging for the attention I could give them if only I were not so busy. Because, remember: I’m not actually all that busy. And I don’t actually get very many emails.

I do not wish there were more hours in the day. I am perfectly content with 24.

I do not feel pulled in too many directions. I know exactly how I’m going to get everything done: One slow step at a time.

My phone is not ringing off the hook, and I do not worry about how I’d live without my cell phone. I do have a cell phone, but I do not know where it is, and I could not tell you the number if you asked.

This might explain why my phone is not ringing off the hook.