Planning day

don't get used to this aggressive post schedule

This being the first official Sunday of the New year I have spent it planning. Not the entire day because, football, but planning is how I get past the Sunday Scaries. This is a weird one because my office is closed tomorrow so technically I’ve got an extra day but breaking a habit this early is no way to start 2023. I’m happy about tomorrow because I’m trying a new personal productivity system that blends a bunch of my favorite tools and techniques. The explanation in my head bores me - for you - so there is no way I’m going to break it all down. I am actually more selfconscious about my knowledge and love of productivity systems than I would have thought. I have no trouble leaning into some pretty weird stuff on this forum so that’s a bit of a puzzler.

I have a larger than ever list of goals this year. Well, probably second biggest since the decision to dissolve my marriage. Breaking big scary tasks down into doable components is my version of self soothing. But absent a major life altering event like that my current list is a bit daunting. Some of these goals are deeply personal and have to do with finding someone to connect my life to. Others are work related, financial, and relationship. These are things I don’t openly share but I tell you this in case this upcoming year finds you overwhelmed.

I started that way and now I am perfectly whelmed. (I’m pretty sure that’s not a thing but it should be… if you can be over and under something you should be able to be dead nuts on that same thing.) The trouble, now that I have decided what has to be done, is the task of assigning deadlines. I read a lot of stuff and am not great a remembering where I got most of it but someone I was reading near the end of the year screwed my head up pertaining to goals. I can’t do the plagiarism justice but it’s basically the feeling you get from accomplishing the goal is the real goal and the deadline is how long you are willing to wait. That shit has my head all tied up… like a pretzel! I got a pretzel in my head! ~Cal Naughton, Jr.

One of the goals is around my living situation and as I was strolling around today I took time to appreciate this building. If I could pluck it from this withering city and land it in the suburbs I would stay. It’s just that cool. Looking over the balcony right outside my front door I marveled at the clock near the base of the elevator that faces up so the olden times people without pocket watches could all check on the time.

I tried to zoom in a bit but then I was overcome with the feeling that I was going to drop my phone so I hit the button and backed up. I have a slight heights thing but the railing is really high and well built. The drop the phone feeling was a little too real however. Then when I got to the bottom there was no clock face on the under side which makes 1889 sense. The geometry in this thing is dizzying.

I will miss this place. Well that was some sidetrack nonsense. Now I can’t even remember what the original point of this post was. In my defense I am still hungover and I found the Bear game unsettling. I really think I had a point but the only one that comes to mind was something said to me over the break. An in real life friend who reads this said it was weird talking to me because they felt like they knew what was going on in my life. Thinking about that I am torn. I would love for each and every one of you to write things down to help me feel connected and get a deeper sense of what’s happening with you. But as for me the once a week whatever comes to the top of my head is only one color in the ever shifting kaleidoscope of my brain. And with that making little to no sense I am giving up for the evening.