Because time flies…
This all started when I decided to dump my palm pilot, it died and I realised I wasn’t using it as a memory aide, it was my memory. If it wasn’t in there, I wasn’t gonna remember it. So when it died, well so did every birthday, meeting, major occassion and fuzzy plan I had committed to. I was devastated, but I decided not to replace it, and guess what? I coped.
Move on to phase II, I’m realising that having a paper diary means writing out your appointments and reminders from Outlook and iCal….who knew?! Oh and let’s add GoogleCalendar to that as well, as I’m currently using that for some things. Problem is, I’m not very good at manual synch, so there are major gaps in each calendar. Paper one I carry around but forget to put everything in, Outlook I use for work so meetings are automatically added (I can’t change this) and iCal I’m using at home as it synchs in with my GoogleCalendar which is shared amongst the members of an professional organisation I help run…..anyone spot the potential for major mistakes?!
Parallel to my palm failure was an increase in activity in my life. I’ve always been someone who seemed to say no to things, drinks, parties, galleries, holidays, trips whatever, so I decided I would start saying yes more often. Problem is, when you’re having a diary management issue and you start saying yes, you end up with double, triple and in my case quadriple bookings.
Add to that a couple of friends social enterprise projects that I have been asked to be involved in; these projects inspire me, they keep me focused on the things I want to achieve (above and beyond salaried employment) as well as tickling my powerhouse woman ego, but they take up time….add that all up and you get total time failure.
This week I have had less than 5 hours sleep each night, I have double booked twice, although I only missed one activity (post-poned the other), and just this evening have managed to have terse words with a very close friend because I clean forgot a commitment (and still can’t remember it, but apparently there is written evidence! Erk!)
As if it wasn’t bad enough, my current project at work involves research with difficult to find specialist participants, in order to accomodate them, I’m having to run sessions into the evening all of next week, so I will be finishing sessions as late at 9pm. What does that mean? I have to cancel every single evening activity I had planned for the whole week.
I’m haunted by my mother’s words on this situation “So how will you make time for your husband?” Answer is currently I can’t! Been trying to schedule a ‘date’ for a while…he’s up for it, I’m the road block, I’m very uncomfortable cancelling friends/work/personal development for a man with whom there is yet to be anything tangible (I see the irony in this)….my mother totally disagrees, no surprises there.
I need a Life Assistant, applicants must be excellent at cross platform diary management, have efficient and witty email handling skills, be able to say no effectively but sweetly. Said applicant must be prepared to do my laundary, shop, cook and clean while I’m treating my house like a hotel and do it all with a smile and without getting on my nerves by bossing me about.
Renumeration is negotiable, benefits package is extremely generous and you will have my undying love and admiration forever….so…please send me your CV!
P.S. Before anyone suggests it, I can see it’s time to move into the era of the smart phone so I can at least synch all my electronic calendars and only have to balance that with my paper diary. The debate is running, am I an iPhone, a Blackberry or a Nokia N97…..?