Monday, August 14, 2006
Monday Aug. 14, 2006 - Year 4, Day 146 - gimme a boost
9C/48F, cooler nights, man & dog wove a path through the obstacles - pre-dawn rosy hues across cloudless horizon back-lit our route as silhouetted homes, dark mossy looking trees showed us the way the Andy Williams version of ‘autumn leaves start to fall’ (lyrics by Johnny Mercer. music by Joseph Kosma) ring in my brain
AW(thanks heaps) took me golfing yesterday (I should have birthdays more often); a couple of pars & 1 birdie, otherwise it was a struggle to put 3 or 4 good shots together on a given hole – the shots showed up but without coordination to have them on the same hole notwithstanding the oft repeated ‘that’s a gimme’
trip planning (to & from High Level next week) calls for re-scheduling artistry to allow time in Edmonton for Fringe Festival fun & visiting Krista & Carla & a few other appointments too
I find it interesting to examine how I manage Sunday time
Sundays alone used to be how I got a jump on my day, on my week; now it is just a routine that gives me quiet time
for nearly 7 years I have generally avoided Sunday afternoon or evening activities because I am working on my FacilityCalgary newsletter; while true, this has become more so a wall of protection – setting aside that time for me - as much as anything else
it says ‘I want to be alone’ without having to, it says ‘I treasure this private quiet time’; lately I have been doing some prep work during the week, but mostly it is a 6PM to 11PM thing on Sunday followed by an early rising Monday; today I awoke at 2:30 because the alarm told me to, re-settings pushed that to 3AM, then 3:15; just enough time to complete my work before my self imposed 5AM deadline
NOT an all-nighter, it is an early morn
writing this now, 5 hours into my early morn - 1 pot of coffee gone, feels like another
not in a rush, this is no rush – it’s a boost
gimme another boost
my day just got a big, non-caffeine induced boost; Carla (CK) is coming to visit on the long weekend; tell me, what is better than having children who write at 8AM to say they are coming for a visit?
got one
Mark
AW(thanks heaps) took me golfing yesterday (I should have birthdays more often); a couple of pars & 1 birdie, otherwise it was a struggle to put 3 or 4 good shots together on a given hole – the shots showed up but without coordination to have them on the same hole notwithstanding the oft repeated ‘that’s a gimme’
trip planning (to & from High Level next week) calls for re-scheduling artistry to allow time in Edmonton for Fringe Festival fun & visiting Krista & Carla & a few other appointments too
I find it interesting to examine how I manage Sunday time
Sundays alone used to be how I got a jump on my day, on my week; now it is just a routine that gives me quiet time
for nearly 7 years I have generally avoided Sunday afternoon or evening activities because I am working on my FacilityCalgary newsletter; while true, this has become more so a wall of protection – setting aside that time for me - as much as anything else
it says ‘I want to be alone’ without having to, it says ‘I treasure this private quiet time’; lately I have been doing some prep work during the week, but mostly it is a 6PM to 11PM thing on Sunday followed by an early rising Monday; today I awoke at 2:30 because the alarm told me to, re-settings pushed that to 3AM, then 3:15; just enough time to complete my work before my self imposed 5AM deadline
NOT an all-nighter, it is an early morn
writing this now, 5 hours into my early morn - 1 pot of coffee gone, feels like another
not in a rush, this is no rush – it’s a boost
gimme another boost
my day just got a big, non-caffeine induced boost; Carla (CK) is coming to visit on the long weekend; tell me, what is better than having children who write at 8AM to say they are coming for a visit?
got one
Mark
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