I am the type of person who requires structure in order to accomplish things. I can be spontaneous, but as a person who only works 19 hours per week, and wants to use the rest of that time not just lolling around like a moron, I need to make a plan. Basically, what I need to do is make my house more like school. I need to set goals and meet them. I need to try to actually focus while meeting these goals, and I need to not feel like I’m wasting my days.
To that end, I painted my office. It is now a lovely shade of blue (see picture), and completely cleaned and organized since I needed to move things around to gain access to the walls. I’ve decided that I’m going to start writing fiction again (since I haven’t really written any fiction since finishing my MFA, and I fear that if I don’t make a conscious effort, I will never do it again), work on getting better at Spanish (which is also on my list of life goals–not fluent, just better at), keep up with my out-of-work responsibilities, and generally just be more organized and focused.
Some good things that have come out of these changes. One is that I’m moving around more. I’m leaving my laptop on my desk, where I’m not buried under cat and blanket and I can therefore get up more frequently and easily. When I’m reading in my chair, I’m more focused, since my computer is not right next to me. It used to be that I would be reading, then get distracted by facebook etc, and eventually place the book on my lap with the computer over it, and get no reading done at all.
The bad things that have come out of this new scheme are some that I hadn’t anticipated:
- Watson (kitty) is seriously mad at me since he cannot sit on my lap while I’m sitting at my desk. Typical day’s routine usually consisted of me sitting in my chair with laptop and books nearby, and Wee Watson sleeping adorably on my legs. Now, in his rage at being denied this, he nips at my ankles and squawks loudly and plaintively. It does not create an environment conducive to concentration.
- My back is killing me. I sit in a desk chair at work, but never for very long at one go. I bought this desk chair that I have at IKEA and have never found it to be uncomfortable before, but apparently I’ve gotten soft. My back is in agony from keeping myself seated, and my core muscles (apparently you use different ones for sitting as opposed to running or pilates??) are exhausted. I did not anticipate that sitting would be so difficult for me.
Aside from these rather ridiculous setbacks, things are going pretty well. I woke up early yesterday, got all my tax information together and sent that off to my accountant (hilarious that I have an accountant since I have no money, but it is what it is). I ran seven miles, had a lovely lunch, discovered that the online Spanish learning program that I’m using has a section for slang and swear words and spent some time with that, then read two books and started a third.
It’s a solid start.