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List Lady

Hello again!

 So unfortunately, Life must’ve heard my desire to book off a set amount of time and said “Ohhhh no bucko. No booking off time for YOU”! I haven’t been able to get to sit down and write for any solid timeframe. As suggested, I was aiming for a ½ hour, but bupkis on that. However, there is still some good news on that front. In waiting to be able to blog again, I’ve realized I really like the idea of blogging, and I actually missed getting to do it (I know, how do you miss something you’ve only done 4 times, really? Hahaha!). In lieu of actually posting, I’ve been keeping notes on what I want to write about. The list just keeps growing and growing, so I’ll have lots of material to work with J. Given that I did have a list, some of which were small things, I was hoping to put up multiple posts, but so far, time just simply won’t allow it.

My first thing that I wanted to blog about was actually quite simple and related to the little list: How many of us have a to-do list? Hell, how many blogs are there about a to-do list? Dozens, hundreds, thousands even! Despite that… here’s another one ;)

A long time ago, I was a notoriously unorganized person in my home life. Or rather… unorganized in an organized fashion. Books strewn about the book case, make up and jewelry tossed in drawers, mail was roughly sorted and stacked in the ‘filing room’, things needed were jotted down and pinned up on a nearby corkboard or stuck to the fridge. I was the happiest of all happy clutterbugs. The thing of it was, this worked for me. For YEARS. Everything had a place that I knew and could easily access. Then, as I grew out of my teens and early 20s, I became more concerned about organization. Everything had a bit more organization to it. Lately, even that hasn’t been cutting it any more. I have been bitten by an organization bug. The renovation stimulated in me the need to (to play into the internet memes) organize ALL the things!

And so it started. First the living room got an organization overhaul, then the porch and kitchen. The biggest job was the bathroom. Hubby and I had so many products. 2 hours later, I’ve organized and claimed 2 drawers and Hubby has one of his own (hey, as a girl, I lay claim to more product space!). Wednesday we took an hour to rearrange and organize Hubby’s computer room. There is so much more space now.

All this drive to organize started to seep into other, less …. intensive organization methods. As mentioned, I kept lists before. Short, noted lists of things we needed, things we wanted. Occasionally there was a list headed with ‘To do for XX Date MUST GET DONE!”, which was usually underlined with extra exclamation points to ensure the reader (me) knew of it’s utter importance. In an adventure in the local Chapters, I stumbled across an “All Out Of” list for groceries.-->
 
This was a heaven-sent gift! Grocery lists were the devil for me. I scribbled down what it looked like we needed and what I thought we needed and headed out. But, like many, extras were picked up of something that hadn't been on the list, or something that Hubby had seen, but I had missed. I was careful to include everything, look over what I had, and then make the list, but still missed some things. We're not talking major meals here. Just smaller items, that I thought about later the week and it would have been more convenient to pick it up on original grocery day. This “All Out Of” list has EVERTHING. It’s great. I love it.

Then I got a little notebook. Nothing fancy, just a small book to carry with me for ideas about stories, or songs I wanted to learn. I’d jot it down as I was on the go so I wouldn’t forget later. This was also something that I loved. I found another little list maker for websites last week. It was only about 5$ so I picked it up. I don’t venture far on the web, but there have been a few fashion and makeup sites of interest, as well as crafts and DIY websites that I would like to keep reminders of.

Then I started to think. There has to be a nice, official “To Do” and “Wish List” and “Need List” out there somewhere, right? Half the reason I use the notebook and the Grocery List is that they were bought for that sole purpose and that they are exactly where I need them. Notebook in purse, grocery list on fridge. It also means that there would be less scraps of paper floating around and tossed each time I did a big sweep of a room.

Don’t get me wrong, I do my standard chores of housekeeping throughout the day. But I’m craving the official-ness of the list. Yes, even for the Wish and Need list (like, new makeup brushes would be on the wish list, new blinds for the kitchen would be on the need list). Why? Because that’s where all of the things to do would be kept. Always. It would be organization of the lists that organize. I could even put blogging on the list! And perhaps book off that block of time!

Man, that organization bug has an awful hard bite.

What about you guys? Has the organization bug bitten you yet?

P.S. Chapters has to do and to get lists that I've found, but yet to pick up! -->   

And many, many others!

P.P.S I'm searching for a new template. Expect change.




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Tidbits of Insight

Hello again Interwebs.

I recently read something of interest. A writer was explaining the utter difficulty of writing. I was surprised and intrigued by this. I had always had the impression that professional authors simply sat down and wrote out their genius with relative ease. Ok, maybe they had a block or two, but the rigid all consuming block of “I saw this all so clearly earlier today, and now I just want to do anything but this”? Never. I thought this seeming inability to write was one of those things that simply defined me as a non-writer, and I resigned, deciding it was better to stick to reading books instead of writing books.

But then I found this article. Here it was, about an accomplished writer who struggled with sitting down and putting words to paper. Or to computer. Whatever. The point being that I could relate to the writer. I could understand. She spoke of setting a time and timeframe to get her work done – 2 hours a day, where work entailed sitting in front of the computer with no internet, no phone calls, and no distractions. It didn’t matter if she wrote a book in that time, a sentence, two words or nothing at all, just so long as she was there. Once the time was up, you stopped. No matter where you were in the process. This made complete sense. It was a small revelation.

I have a whole filing structure full of writings and crafts and art to do or in various stages of being done. I love doing those things. But my most productive time, when I have complete works of paintings and drawings, are when I’m attending those 6 or 8 week free-lance art classes. Yes, I go to learn and to improve. It was the only thought I had when signing up. Go. Be exposed to other artists, learn from them, and get better at doing something you love.

What I later realized was that I valued those 2 solid, dedicated hours of doing nothing, talking about nothing, and seeing nothing but art. And it was up to me what I did with that. I didn’t have to finish a masterpiece; I had bought myself a time block solely for the purpose of arting. This was pretty much what this author in the article was talking about. The only thing I didn’t get right away was why stop? Why stop the creative juices from flowing? The more I thought about my classes, the more I started to see. It was the same. I had to stop because I had run out of time. And until I was back at it again, I had the thought of how I might tinker with it again in the back of my mind. If anything, creative juices were steeping, like an unending pot of tea.

It was like a more substantial “Stars! They’re just like us!” moment. A professional writer, dealing with the same issues I did. She may not be Stephen King, Tolkein, Hardy, Rowling or any of the Biggies I pretend I might be one day in my most content fantasies, but she is PUBLISHED and WORKING as a writer, which has always been a dream.

I’m hoping to be able to work something like this out. She had also explained that she had done up a mock contract with a friend about committing to this 2 hours a day plan… I’m just not certain any of my friends would be able to commit to that!

None the less, though it seems like an immense task (even now, my mind is telling me “You can’t put away a block of time like that! What about house chores? What about other plans? What about making meals? What about when you’re just too tired?”) But it all boils down to simply being able to make yourself stick to it, and managing your time outside of work. Before you know it, it’ll be habit. I think I’ll start tomorrow.

If I’m not mistaken, this article was out of an O Magazine I found at my mothers camper this weekend. If I can find it again, I’ll link it.

Surprising, the tidbits of insight you can find when you least expect it.

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