Busy
Too busy. If I can’t make or find time for a blog entry, that’s too busy. I’ve resolved to be consistent with my writing, and I’ve been doing OK, but still I’ve been missing days. If I’m that busy, so busy that I can’t even write a few lines, there’s a deeper issue. That means I don’t even have time to think. I’m multitasking myself out of the picture. It’s the ‘constant partial inattention,’ or ‘attention,’ depending on whether you’re of the ‘glass is half full or half empty’ variety. I can actually sense this state of partial attention. It’s like skimming over everything around me, people, conversations, projects, whatever I happen to be looking at is on the way to looking at something else, and when I get to the next thing, I’m already moving on. It’s too easy to allow this to be the norm. It might be exhausting, but I can’t sit still long enough to acknowledge that. This definitely feels like working harder, not smarter. Change is coming. I’ll make it happen, even if my impatient nature forces me to believe it’s not happening fast enough. It’s all a means to an end.
Looks like the heatwave is over. It culminated in a series of thunderstorms last night. I wanted to drive down to the beach to watch the fireworks, but it was late and we needed sleep. You could tell that’s where the action was, just beyond the tree line over the horizon. Gia woke up, but not for long. I’m glad about that. Thunderstorms used to scare the hell out of me when I was a kid. She’s much more resilient than I ever was. She says she gets scared about some things, but we can’t figure out what those things are. She’ll be watching Sesame Street, then out of nowhere, she’ll be standing in the hallway, saying “SKAY-UHHD.” Could be she’s just looking for attention, though I have to say, Sesame Street can be terrifying at times.
I think I really like this panography thing, so I decided to give it a try. Here’s a taste of what it looks like behind me while I’m working…
Note the hanging suit jacket. I needed a jacket once while I was at work, and I heard somewhere that it’s a good idea to have one handy, so there it is. That was almost three years ago, and I haven’t needed it since. It’s a nice conversation piece.
I have a nicer jacket hanging in the back of my car. My father-in-law said it’s a must if you’re in real estate. You never know when one of those deals might spring up. I think he travels with multiple cleaned-and-pressed suits in the back of his vehicle. I haven’t advanced that far yet.
