5 “things”
Sunday, 25 March, 2007
So it's Sunday afternoon and I am trying unsuccessfully to make a dent in my email. I really wanted to be watching Spider-man 2 (which was lent to me by Fish) but after my friends left (they had been here doing the last session of Introducing God together), there wasn't as much time as I had hoped there'd be to do the dishes, put away the laundry and email the Australian Typo3 list about my Direct Mail Module problem, so there you go: instead I get to blog and check the weather report for a good day to do the laundry (and it seems that it will rain for most of the week—grr ...)
Ben has solved the ADSL2 modem/router problem somewhat by just reverting back to our old modem. (Doesn't it make you want to scream when technological problems can be solved in that way???) Hopefully it doesn't matter too much; our old modem plays nice with the wireless router whereas the new modem does not (because it claims to be a router too). In a way I'm glad I don't understand these things; it would just drive me up the wall otherwise.
But anyway, further to my post about busy-ness, I have decided that a good way to tackle my problem would be to limit myself to just five “things” per week. The term “thing” is a little elastic because “things” vary in size and shape (and the amount of energy they will require). Certain “things” are regular fixtures—for example:
- Church;
- Tuesday night Bible study;
- Wednesday night Pilates and meeting with Naomi afterwards;
(and Pilates and meeting with Naomi could be construed as two separate “things” but I am counting them as one because I go to Pilates with Naomi, and we meet up to pray and read the Bible straight after). But other “things” are just stuff that crops up. So in addition to the above, this week I had:
- Moore college graduation;
- Petersham Evening Church Women's Fellowship on Friday night (it was great—we ate pizza and salad, and watched Luther under the stars with the data projector. And Emma gave a talk about the medieval church and the Reformation. And I was tickled pink about the whole thing because it was my idea in the first place);
- Ben's father's 60th birthday party;
- Introducing God with my friends today.
As you can see, all of this brought me to seven things. I've decided seven is too much. Five is manageable (even though it means that there are only two slots for non-regular “things”) but seven is definitely too much.
In the week ahead, in addition to the three regular “things”, I have:
- Moore College 3rd year wives' supper;
- Moore College 3rd year marriage enrichment day and Haoran's supporters' afternoon tea (possibly followed by dinner).
Once again, the marriage enrichment thing and Haoran's supporters' afternoon could be counted as two things but I'm counting them as one because they flow on to each other. And I'll see how I feel about dinner, though hopefully dinner will be something restful and relaxing (how can it not with Elsie, Guan, Mary, Haoran and Sarah for company?)
Still, perched at the beginning of a new week, perhaps I am being too optimistic. We'll see how it goes.
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I hate to say it…but I think I am piking out of that dinner…forgot about a previous dinner date (which will cost me probably 10x as much….)
I think I do the same (limit the number of “things” I have on) except that I don’t do it consciously. The problem is that I do have a lot of “things” which are fixtures—for example, I have classes three nights a week at uni, which already gobbles up a huge chunk of time and energy. I have cell group meetings alternate Tuesday nights and I sometimes have dinner with various friends on Monday nights. That makes my weekdays completely full. If I’m busy on weekends too (for example, I have to work) then I feel unable to breathe and start to desperately long for a break.