I find myself reflecting over the past year. I spent it at home, waiting for a diagnosis and subsequent solution to a medical problem. On June 3rd I finally had surgery to remove my gallbladder, which turned out to be very diseased and had caused abrasive scarring to my colon as a result of it spasming so much. I'm not here to discuss the experience of having major surgery for the first time - especially since it's one of the most minor "major" surgeries a person can have. I'm recovering nicely... so thanks for asking.
What I am wondering about is where that entire year went?
I mean, I've been sitting at home all this time and I still have boxes sitting off to one side of my living room with stuff for me to do in them! I have family pictures I want to scan into the computer, writing I want to type into the computer, my wedding album to complete and all sorts of assorted little projects I had set aside for myself as things to do when I have time for them. But I had time....didn't I?
Hrm.
I can look back and say that yes, I did get some stuff done... I did some work at home for my husband's company, I got these web pages up, I organized a whole bunch of boxes - emptying them into the appropriate cabinets and drawers, I tried to keep up with a small amount of housework (although I am definitely not cut out to be a housewife), and I did the odd number of sales on e-bay of old computer stuff when we upgraded and such. But that pile is still sitting there - glaring at me defiantly.
Admittedly, I spent a whole lot of time sleeping, playing computer games and generally waiting for my husband to come home and ease my loneliness. I have not had a car of my own for ages, and I've been pining at home, wishing desperately for human contact. Admittedly again, I was extremely depressed through most of this past year... Having doctors not know what's wrong with you and having a high history of cancer in one's family can do that to a person. I was never so relieved as when they found the damn gallstones and told me that surgery could fix it forever...LOL
I don't want to say that I'm lazy... after all, this is MY web page and MY rant...heehee... But I do have to admit to myself that I am completely and utterly unorganized - especially when it comes to time. Why is it that I can be so darn organized when I am in an office, working behind a desk for someone else, but once I get home all the clutter in my life rears it's ugly head like a massive beast about to gobble me up as a tasty snack?!
You know... I should have listened back in grade school when they told me I had this problem. The real problem is, that nobody told me how to fix it. So what do you do to get yourself organized?
I have a whiteboard calendar... for all my monthly appointments to be right there so I won't forget. I have a daytimer (somewhere) that I rarely ever use. I have a little calendar that I keep in my purse that seems to be working - I rarely forget an appointment. I have list upon list of things I have to get done, but they always seem so long and daunting that I never get all of them done! I have even gone so far as to write little things on there in the hopes that I'll look and see "wash the dishes" and then "scan 2 family generations worth of pictures" won't seem like such a chore anymore. But it doesn't seem to work. A week later I will come across my list again and will have a new stack of dishes that distracts me from doing the other tasks on the list.
*sigh*
I think I need a personal secretary to tell me when I'm supposed to do things...hehe.
Well...I'll just have to give this some serious thought. Although its time to go do the dishes again...