All Day Doing, Yet Nothing's Done
I get jokes from friends about absent minded folks who start 15 things in a day and finish none of them. Everyone has days like that, but most of mine are like that. Sometimes it bothers me quit a bit because I tend to be a task oriented person. Other times I shrug it off and live in the fantasy that I'll finish it all tomorrow. Of course, tomorrow never comes.
One of the ladies in my TBI support group blames it on the fact that we (TBI survivors) can't multitask or do things on "auto pilot" like most of the human race does. We have to make a conscious effort at everything. I have to use a list or some other prompt to remember to do the simplest of things, like bathe! I also need prompts to keep at the task or I'll get distracted and walk away.
Today, I was very busy. Today I did a lot. Today, I finished 4 of the things in my planner: I did the planner, went to Women of Grace (oh what a blessing those women are to me!), fixed and ate dinner and did personal Bible study with Richard. Good things, yes, but there was so much left unfinished.
The problem is not so much that things didn't get done, but that I started projects that are now in mid-DO. I got out genealogy papers to work on my mother's ancestry. They are all over the office. I got out bills to pay and mail to deal with. It is in a mixed pile with other papers on top of my art printer. The residue or working material of several other projects litters my house... God's house, really. He just lets me live here.
Tomorrow, I hope to be up early to go to Pastor Rob's house for prayer and Bible study. Then a friend is coming over to watch a video. My house is a dump! Books, papers, pet toys everywhere. I should clean, but the Lord and I talked it over and I got a message from Veda... just thinking of her reminds me the friend who's coming is coming to see me and the video, not my house. Go, Veda!
So, I'm off to bed and praying to be fresh in the morning. My house looks loved in (by insane cats and goofy dogs) and I don't care. Bye!
One of the ladies in my TBI support group blames it on the fact that we (TBI survivors) can't multitask or do things on "auto pilot" like most of the human race does. We have to make a conscious effort at everything. I have to use a list or some other prompt to remember to do the simplest of things, like bathe! I also need prompts to keep at the task or I'll get distracted and walk away.
Today, I was very busy. Today I did a lot. Today, I finished 4 of the things in my planner: I did the planner, went to Women of Grace (oh what a blessing those women are to me!), fixed and ate dinner and did personal Bible study with Richard. Good things, yes, but there was so much left unfinished.
The problem is not so much that things didn't get done, but that I started projects that are now in mid-DO. I got out genealogy papers to work on my mother's ancestry. They are all over the office. I got out bills to pay and mail to deal with. It is in a mixed pile with other papers on top of my art printer. The residue or working material of several other projects litters my house... God's house, really. He just lets me live here.
Tomorrow, I hope to be up early to go to Pastor Rob's house for prayer and Bible study. Then a friend is coming over to watch a video. My house is a dump! Books, papers, pet toys everywhere. I should clean, but the Lord and I talked it over and I got a message from Veda... just thinking of her reminds me the friend who's coming is coming to see me and the video, not my house. Go, Veda!
So, I'm off to bed and praying to be fresh in the morning. My house looks loved in (by insane cats and goofy dogs) and I don't care. Bye!
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