Summertiiiiimmeee…

…and the living is easy…

Okay, I’ll stop singing now. Don’t leave!

So I’m free for the summer. This is glorious news! I have so much to do, and now I’ll have time to do it! Just as soon as I stop screwing around. 😉

Maybe you do better, but for me it’s hard to shift into work-at-home mode instead of vacation mode. When I can do stuff whenever I want, the odds are when I want is going to be “later.” And though I have tons of stuff on my list that I very much want to do…well, it still lands “later” when the immediate option is write a book or go swimming. Edit a chapter or take a nap. Update the website or chat with friends on Twitter.

Yeah. Poor me.

So I have two lists. One is my “this needs doing at some point list” and the other is my “focus on this stuff before the other stuff”  list. As I finish things on the Focus list, I’m pulling more things from the At Some Point list. Some of those things don’t get removed (dishes, for instance, may get crossed off the Focus list again and again and never leave the Stuff list, sigh). Others are one-time only. It’s probably all very confusing for anyone else. Add to that the fact that I have reminders set in my calendar program to poke me about making the kid do work, starting the car periodically (leave it unstarted a few days and it may never start again), and deadlines for writing things, and you’d think I’d find no time to laze around.

You’d think wrong. Much lazing is occurring. Luckily, so is some work.

And…that’s a blog post! Now to cross that off my list and go take a nap work on the next thing.

5 thoughts on “Summertiiiiimmeee…”

  1. I love how happy you always are the first few days of summer. Hope you can cross everything off of your list this break. Wouldn’t that be awesome? *hug*

  2. That’d be brilliant!

    I’m hoping this year to hang on to the happy, by not letting myself slide into the “omg all this free time and WHY AM I NOT WRITING” self-flagellation pit.

    …I suppose it would defeat the purpose to ask you to beat me if I start beating up on myself?

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