Is it a lack of focus that causes distraction, or is it
distraction that causes a lack of focus?
Today was a day that held a lot of potential. With the IFR weather, the early morning flight lesson was
cancelled, so I decided at 5:05 that I’d go back to sleep for a few more
hours. But, I didn’t go back to
sleep right away, thanks to a combination of a headache and various thoughts
running through my head. Thoughts
of all sorts: about the week, last night’s festivities, the family, work, flying,
the house, exercise….no squirrels, but lots of hamster wheeling.
After about forty minutes of various trains leaving the
station, I dozed off until 6:30, when Ramsey (who slept at my feet all night,
keeping me quarantined under the covers to a fourth of the bed) decided he need
to go outside. After letting him
out and a couple of acetaminophen, I figured I’d try to sleep some more, as no
one else had stirred. It was nice
to get a chance to sleep in, which isn’t usually the case these days.
When I did get out of bed, I had some breakfast and coffee
while briefly browsing social media and then reading some posts on an online forum
I found a few weeks ago. The
weather was still dreary, the coffee was hot, the girls were sleeping, and Jill
was writing at her desk. So, a
lazy morning I decided it would be.
A few hours went by, and I decided to go downstairs and wake
up Number Four, since her friend who had spent the night had already been up
for an hour. I then checked in on
the computer. I had some thoughts
from Day 17’s writing that I wanted to finish, which I did, after going down a
few rabbit holes on Kierkegaard and subjective vs. objective truth . In the process, I started a load of
laundry after an inquiry about such was made, and finished the writing. Oh, and Ryan Divish's article on King Felix and what he needs to do in the off-season to return to his throne in 2017.
Saturday college football was on, including Rocky playing Tech at home. I didn't feel like heading up the street to the Rocky Bowl, and after surfing through a few
games, nothing really caught my fancy.
I dottled on Twitter for a
bit, but again, nothing overly exciting.
I ended up surfing channels some more while waiting to switch loads. Then, I had to re-run a load because
something akin to lip gloss (My lip gloss
is cool, my lip gloss be poppin’) was on half of the items.
Got the load re-washed and then I needed to get ready as we
were going to see the late matinee of Inferno. That sounded like fun entertainment.
So, in and out of the shower and out the door to the
theater (IMAX is an extra $5/ticket, and for this movie, wasn't worth the extra). It was a semi-entertaining movie with some properly-dressed eye candy
and a Armageddon-preventing plot successfully fulfilled. I don't think Mr. Hanks
(not the eye candy) will win an Oscar. As the movie is finishing, I get texts and phone calls about where we are, and where is T? She forgot she's supposed to go babysit with a friend. So, we drop the youngest at her friend’s and head back.
Upon returning home, switch out the laundry load and fold it
while watching the Indians and Cubs in Game #4 (What’s up with the Cubs offense
this off-season? So much for my "Cubs in six" prediction--sorry, Tren). A bit
more browsing social media and the forum (with some interspersed tears), a quick chat with Stands in Cabbage
Patch, play fetch with Ramsey a few times as I fast forward through the
commercials and suddenly, it’s 10:30.
Where did the day go?
What did I get done? There
are a lot of things that could have been done today that would have been a lot
more productive. Is it okay to be
lazy now and again? I suppose it is, but—in hindsight--having a definitive plan and
working it to get some stuff done probably would have made me feel more accomplished.
It’s easy to get distracted. Maybe that’s an excuse for being lazy.
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