It’s Sunday! How did that happen?
I had Friday off and I had a blast! I watched some TV on DVD with a friend, met up with another for coffee, did some shopping at Sephora. It was my idea of perfection, really. On Saturday the BF and I went to get his and her haircuts, cleaned the flat, and went out to a well deserved dinner.
But now it’s Sunday and short of redoing the layout on this little diary, I haven’t done much. And I can’t take all the credit for that either. (The BF installed K2 and my graphic vampirate made the header. Isn’t it gorgeous?) I chatted with friends and talked about doing taxes, but as of yet no numbers have been crunched. Laundry is overflowing, and I have a bunch of writing projects I’d like to work on, and of course I’d love to cook or work-out or do something that makes me feel less blob-like!
I know it happens to the best of us—shoddy time management—but what can we do to change that? I’ve always been fond of lists, but I’m terrible at keeping my calendars up to date. I like planners, but they get heavy and I find they just become a receptacle for receipts and scraps of paper wadded up with gum. I sometimes use index cards to write down my tasks—there is something thrilling about ripping them in half when I’ve accomplished everything listed on them.
You’d think as a professional Friday I’d have a method to my madness, but often I realize I seem to thrive on my chaotic mess. I can’t do one thing at a time; I must do eight. I watch TV, chat, listen to music, and work on projects simultaneously.
How do you manage your time? Girl Friday is open to suggestions.