The best of this gray and overcast day to everyone!
Here are eight things you'd never have guessed:
1. This blogger is a published writer and author who is trying to get back into the thick after a hiatus.
2. I am researching how best to see Paris and London with Godot...
3. I am so sore after working out at the hospital that it has taken three days to resume normal activities. There is no injury.
4. I saw the play Gypsy on the London stage in 1973, and would love to see another play there.
5. I miss speaking and using Spanish and would love to find a proper teacher for French.
6. I watch foreign films and British TV sans telly and I'm working my way through the gritty series, Wire in the Blood, with Robson Green.
7. I've only ever published nonfiction and never fancied myself a poet.
8. I'm on the fence about trying for a doctorate...
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Theme Thursday: Late:
In terms of time, I am rarely late for work, classes, appointments or other events. I think time is the greatest gift one person can give to another, but the way many of us live forces us to think of time, and by extension, lateness or earliness, as an enemy to be vanquished or controlled
We live and die by the clock, it seems, and don't give a thought to our over scheduled calendars. We're rewarded for staying late, meeting deadlines early, completing tasks on a timetable often made without our consent, and organising our priorities around the needs of others.
We can be late for a school play, a swim meet, a lecture or medical appointment, dinner or the dentist, but the sword of Damocles upon our heads will fall if we are one second late for work. Lateness in that arena is sometimes grounds for docking pay, withholding promotion or getting sacked.
Another deleterious form of lateness involves those who, rather than committing to an overburdened list of life's "to dos,"appear to have no focus or time frame for completing anything. Sometimes accused of lassitude, I am always astounded when the type-A's of the world launch into relentless goal setting, as though life were a competition, and he or she with the most done at the end wins.
I prefer to sort and weigh alternatives, almost invariably coming later to a decision than I should, and often wondering about the road not taken. This reflects upon both my concept and use of time, something an acquaintance once attributed to a childhood spent in the tropics but which I suspect has far more to do with temperament. I simply do not like feeling rushed or pressured.
Speaking of time, it is two in the morning and I am late getting to bed.
Until Next Time...
We live and die by the clock, it seems, and don't give a thought to our over scheduled calendars. We're rewarded for staying late, meeting deadlines early, completing tasks on a timetable often made without our consent, and organising our priorities around the needs of others.
We can be late for a school play, a swim meet, a lecture or medical appointment, dinner or the dentist, but the sword of Damocles upon our heads will fall if we are one second late for work. Lateness in that arena is sometimes grounds for docking pay, withholding promotion or getting sacked.
Another deleterious form of lateness involves those who, rather than committing to an overburdened list of life's "to dos,"appear to have no focus or time frame for completing anything. Sometimes accused of lassitude, I am always astounded when the type-A's of the world launch into relentless goal setting, as though life were a competition, and he or she with the most done at the end wins.
I prefer to sort and weigh alternatives, almost invariably coming later to a decision than I should, and often wondering about the road not taken. This reflects upon both my concept and use of time, something an acquaintance once attributed to a childhood spent in the tropics but which I suspect has far more to do with temperament. I simply do not like feeling rushed or pressured.
Speaking of time, it is two in the morning and I am late getting to bed.
Until Next Time...
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