
This week, I had 7 separate jobs to get outta the way. I've finished 2 so far... Not good. Thankfully, only a couple of them have been pressing matters requiring immediate attention but guilt still seems to set in. I should be more like my dad. (shudder) Making a daily list of things to do and not sleeping until they all get done. I've heard a saying that goes something like "doing and organizing come hand in hand. The more organizing you do, allows for more time to do." I've been pretty lax with the organizing end of my life for the past 2 years. I stopped using a pocket organizer soon after returning from Japan and barely look at my calender unless it's to reassure myself of a deadline. I don't even wear a watch anymore. On the plus side, I don't have that white band of skin on my wrist;)
I know some friends who plan out each day and stay on a strict schedule. I think it's about time I adopt something along these lines. Maybe not as finite as a daily but a weekly at least.
Small steps.