Look, this is not a "damn I'm special" post. I know everyone is busy, this is the way life is now. We have to allocate pockets of time to everything we do. I can change a tyre in 5 minutes flat (ha! unintentional pun! it stays!) yet can take 10 minutes to choose a toothbrush (too much choice!). It's all about time management. Something I thought I excelled at... And yes my toothbrush choice is important.
Writing this post I had originally written a list of what my week entails, my life is kind of crazy -I LOVE it!- but that's not important right now... what's important is that I give everything I do 100% of me. Even the lazy times and most definitely the 'be still' times. Time is valuable. I don't waste it. If I'm working, I'm working. If I'm being a couch potato, dude, I am mashed.
...so because I don't waste my time, I manage my time efficiently. Or I thought I did. And now it's time to mount my high horse... and I'm going to jump...after the pics...
I am finding it difficult to allocate time to reading and commenting on blogs I follow and to visit new ones. To the point that I'm not commenting on my favourite blogs until much later and at such time that I can truly devote my attention to them. It's actually easier to visit new blogs and/or check out the blogs of new commenters who have visited mine than to visit my favourite blogs.
GAWD that sounds so bad! I hope you understand what I mean!! Oh please understand what I mean! I rely on my favourites to know that even though I don't comment straight away, I still appreciate and adore what I [speed] read and see.
It is very hard to 'ignore' the posts when I see them in my Google reader but I know that if I do visit them, I will lose hours. One post leads to another, leads to reading comments, leads to commenter's blog, leads to other blogs... and oh look, it's dark out already...
One of the benefits of being self-employed is that my [fantastic, brilliant, supercool... gee, being a self sycophant is fun!] boss lets me web-wander throughout the day but one of the drawbacks of being self-employed is that if you don't complete the day's work goals during work hours, there is no choice but to bring it home... which for me is a mental commute, not a physical one. My office is at home.
...because I had spent most of the day with my husband and the 3rd and the youngest and also spent time with some of my posse (hey. come on now. see that hat? when in rodeo...), I don't feel odd about being at my computer on a Saturday night.
I have opened up as many blogs as possible in different tabs and I intend to visit as many as possible. The commenting is a separate issue. I never feel I have to comment, I am compelled to comment because I feel I have someting to say.
And gee... I obviously had a lot to say tonight... write 'em cowgirl...