Lately I feel as though I’m pushing my wheelbarrow around with such a load as this picture. So much to do, so little time…but I don’t exactly have the market cornered on that sob story. The blog suffers the most, of course, since it’s a non-paying toy. I am scrambling to launch a handful of sites offering various services I do, so that’s one rational explanation for lack of blog-time. The other has to do with a renewed sense of urgency to do my exercises and walks properly (since stopping physical therapy, I haven’t, ahem, exactly been a model post-pt patient), an urgency that takes two hours a day. And so on, and so forth, yada, yada.
The bottom line seems to be I can’t do everything I’d like to do in a day, unless I can figure out how to make the day 30-hours long (or more). Barring that miracle, it boils down to focusing on those things that a) can’t wait, b) provide income, or c) keep my body healthy in order to do a & c and the odd e that comes along.
The real solution, however, is probably more in how I organize my day and whether or not I’m passionate about blogging. We all can do miracles when it comes to taking time to do the things we truly want to do, and no amount of pig-pushing is going to get us doing the things we’d rather not do. Not saying I’d rather not blog, but lately the evidence supporting that contention is hard to argue against. Am I anti-writing at the moment? Hardly, judging by the other writing projects I’m currently juggling. But it’s clear that my writing efforts of late have been gearing towards income opportunities rather than the free writing that comes forth here at inkmusings.
I will, no doubt, return to some sort of consistency here after all these up-in-the-air things either run their course or come crashing down on my toes. In the meantime though, you’ll have to excuse me: Mr. Piggy wants another ride around the park.
I noticed a lot of folks have culled their posting since the beginning of the new year. All those resolutions, eh? :wub: