Once again, I had plans. They were good plans, too. Carefully crafted plans. Some of them with critical 'looming' deadlines.
As usual, I have not yet managed to do everything on my daily to-be-done list. And it's Thursday afternoon, so stuff I had *planned* to get done this week, in addition to the stuff that I *have* to get done this week? Well, not faring too well on that front.
Some of those 'good intentions' have gone to pave another bit of that proverbial 'road to hell' I suppose. OTOH, the only 'deadline' for getting them done was my desire, so perhaps not actually in the road bed yet, just still sitting on the cart?
Having the furnace stop working in January was a definite curve in the road and knocked me off my rails. Health issues still not resolved contributed. I can say that while I missed my 'personal' deadline to get some things done the actual critical deadline is still far enough in the future that if I don't get to them today it won't be detrimental to anything other than my ego.
I did manage to get up early enough this morning that I started weaving the next warp. I wasn't best pleased with the weft colour at the beginning but decided I had enough bobbins wound for two towels so I would weave those two. But once I finished the first, I decided part of the problem was the very dull dreary day we were having and that once I saw the other side properly I might find myself pleasantly surprised. So I'm withholding judgement on that weft colour, willing to do more. Because I have plenty of that kind of periwinkle blue to use up.
Then I went to get shorn and feel enormously better for it, given the beginning weaving class starts on Saturday. I won't feel so...well...scruffy. My standards for personal appearance, never very high in the first place, have dropped since the beginning of the pandemic.
Now I've had lunch, packaged up a copy of Weave a V, and will head to town. I have several things that sort of need to be dealt with and when I get home it will either be nap time, or I'll work on one of those looming deadlines. I still have to generate a couple more class handouts, plus the project notes for the class for School of Sweet Georgia.
And by the time I finish all that, pretty sure the day will be 'done'. And if not the day, me.
Tomorrow is another day, with another early morning alarm and hopefully I can get lots of stuff done on Friday with such an early start to the day? Time will tell.
When I don't finish all of the things on my to-do list I remind myself, gently, that I am a human being, not a human doing.
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