In the car park at Carsington Water – storm clouds
Today I have blogged. I have been to the doctor. I have lunched on homemade soup (the last of the butternut and sage soup) and I have watched quizzes. I have also, to be fair, watched a bit of TV, snoozed, eaten tea and stared at a screen hoping for a miracle after wiping out 300 words in one of those glitches that sometimes occurs. It can’t be my fault entirely. I clearly delete my work with some random selection of key strokes, but WP really should have a better way to stop me doing it. Even Open Office, which is free, stops me destroying my own work.
In between all this I have also got to grips with sorting out submissions for the end of the month. That is tomorrow. Even as I group the poems for final transmission, I find I am still tinkering with them. I am now down to changing the odd word – the finest of fine tuning.
On Wednesday, when all the dust has settled I am going to rethink my life. There must be a beter way to work.
The poetry is going quite well, if I am honest, and I am happy to continue with hat.
The society web pages and newsletter, I am less happy with. It seems a lot of effort for little result and the bulk of the work seems to rest on just two people. As nobody is helping it seems fair to deduce that the bulk of the members aren’t bothered and won’t notice if I stop.
And, of course, I really do need to get myself better organised. However, saving a day a week by cutting out some of the work is a quicker fix than saving twenty minutes here and there by sorting myself out and not looking at Wikipedia.
Daffodils in Nottingham
After all, I’m retired, and I don’t want to replace one lot of work with another lot of work.
First reorganisation – buy a new keyboard, it’s taking me ages every day just checking all the t’s are where they are supposed to be.
And it just took me ten minutes to check that t’s is correct in that context – more time wasted, but it looked wrong when I did it.
Photos will just be random. I have run out of ideas. I selected April 2018.
Robin
did you mention something about being organized?
Can’t remember. I may have made a note somewhere . . . 🙂
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Ah! I went back and found it. Looks like I did commit myself to becoming organised. I will give it some serious thought . . .
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Getting up in the morning and being the best person you can be that day is a good goal.
Love that sweet robin picture! It’s amazing how volunteer work can swell to take up so much time.
It is. I once went to visit someone I knew after he retired. He was alking a couple of miles a day, shopping for his wife’s aunts, on the allotment committee, on the village hall committee etc . . .
“I don’t know how I ever found time to work.” he said. 🙂
A common remark!
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I share your doubts about the newsletters. In the days before the internet, I used to produce a little newsletter for our golf club which people said that they enjoyed. But when I stopped, no one else took it on. That led me to suppose that the real reason for producing the newsletter was that I enjoyed doing it.
Yes, there’s a lot in that. I get a lot from it, but now I’m not enjoying it so much I need to cut back and use my time more wisely. It’s like when people heard we were closing the Quercus project – we had lots of offers of work, but none of money. 🙂
After the rat post I was expecting a hamster photo, but I’d got the context by the time I’d finished reading 😂 I feel your pain, I used to think retirement would be a case of taking it easy. But it appears all we do is fill our time with other stuff instead working. Most of it being stuff other people do for a living, so in fact we are not retired, just doing something else 😂. Good luck with the new keyboard 😀
And we do it for free. 🙁
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You can be your own worst enemy, it seems
Yes, a lot of the pressure is self-generated. 🙂
But without it I would just be an old man who watches daytime TV and talks to ducks on the pond. 🙂