Monday, September 7, 2015

Where Did My Time Go?

Today I made a priority list

I have a busy schedule this month and this long weekend, I thought, would be great to "get my ducks in a row."
Today I would work on my lesson plans for my weekly classes. But first I had to clean up my kitchen. I had left it quite messy after cooking last evening. And I always feel better when my kitchen is clean and neat. 

After all that work, (I make such a mess when I cook). I had to sit down so I sat down to the computer and checked my email. That led me to Facebook. Two hours later I realized it was time for lunch. After lunch I watched a TV show I had recorded with Oprah and Dr. Wayne Dyer. (Gosh he was young then, but she looked even younger, and thin.)

By this time it was late afternoon and rain sounded loud in the trees. I walked outside and took a deep breath. The cool air and the falling rain called me to sit outside for awhile. I've not sat on my lovely deck all summer. I wrote in my journal, read the newspaper and thought about happy times I'd shared there with Barry. Before long, it was getting dark and time to come inside. 

I feel I am in a tree house when I am up on my deck. 

So, my day had slipped away from me and my lesson plans had not been done, my two readings for September had not been planned, and several phone calls I had planned to make did not happen. 

When others were going to bed, I sat down at my computer and completed a blog post for Writers Circle and now for Writing Life Stories. 

But I will spend tomorrow printing handouts and outlining my class work. I read something I had written in my journal many years ago. I was wishing for more time in the day, just a few hours tacked on to the 24. Back then I had far more claiming my time than I do now, but I got it done. 

This week I will babysit Sunny and Smokie, the cutest little dogs in the world. I will host Coffee with the Poets and Writers on Wednesday. I will host Scott Owens, poet and teacher, Friday night and Saturday morning when he teaches at my studio. I will read with him at Writers' Night Out on Friday evening. 

Saturday night I hope I am not too tired to go to the Songwriters' Concert here in Hayesville. I've been trying to make one of them all summer. 

Now that I think about all this, maybe I should go to bed right now and store up some rest. 


DJan said...

How lovely! Such a busy life, but you are taking time to do things you love to do. I also sometimes get lost in Facebook, it can be such a time sink! Your day sounded wonderful to me, and I'm glad you took the time to write this one, since I feel often that you are writing just for me. :-)

Joan Cannon said...

On a day when I feel I've done SOMETHING, I've done less than you did on your day. Clearly, I need more commitments! In any case, it's necessary not to waste this kind of wasted time, I'm sure.

Vagabonde said...

I think you have done a lot even if you don't think so. My favorite part of your day was when you went to your deck and breathed the rain in the air. Your deck looks quite inviting – a wonderful place to relax.

Glenda C. Beall said...

DJan, I am glad I took some time to just be. That has always been hard for me to do. Barry could sit on the deck in the afternoon and do nothing but enjoy a glass of wine and listen to the birds or just think. If I sat with him, I often had a magazine in my hands, although we talked more to each other on that deck than we did anywhere or any time.
Now it is Monday and I did complete my lesson plans, learned how to put Paypal on my Writers Circle site so people can pay online for my classes. And I went to the grocery store. But I also watched a movie for over an hour. I hardly ever do anything I don't want to do. My problem is that I want to do too much.

Glenda C. Beall said...

Joan, don't overload yourself with too much responsibility as I often do. I am not bragging about how much I do. I get frustrated with myself because I put too much on my plate at one time. But on these long weekends when I don't see another person, it is good to have things to do. I enjoy being in the driver's seat of my life and sleeping when I want, eating when I want and answering to nobody.

Glenda C. Beall said...

VB, that was my favorite part of my day also. I love the smell of rain and the sound of rain. My sister, June, loved to sit where she could see the rain and she loved being on my deck when it rained. I am grateful I have my "tree house."