I'd like to report some progress in what might be called the Solitaire Wars if I were so inclined to think of it that way. Which, since I've just written it, I suppose I am.
And I suppose I can report that progress, even though I haven't stopped playing. Twice already today, in fact. But (a) I didn't even start it until after I'd already done some work (sent out three statements and two reminder emails) and (b) I'm beginning to have some discipline around how much I play each time. So, yeah, progress, of sorts.
Today, I have to work on my taxes, since I'm seeing my accountant tomorrow morning. The ever-wonderful Mathew was here last night, helping me get everything prepared, now I just have to go through Turbotax and see how it all shakes out. I'm spending way too much for the accountant, but she comes highly recommended by my previous accountant, who has retired. And I don't expect to need an accountant again for a couple of years--I hope. But, if I do, I'll shop around.
The other thing I need to do today is write a note of condolence. I found a suitable sympathy card amidst my greeting card stash. But I really must write something to go with it. And I need to donate some money in memory of the dear man who passed away. Damn, I can't think about his passing without feeling such deep, deep sadness. There's hardly a positive adjective that one can apply to a human being that doesn't describe him.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Better
This is helping. No, really.
Of course, it's all a procrastination technique, it could be argued. And mostly it is. But sometimes it's a way to do something to relax and/or give my brain a break and/or even think things through--like, what's next on my to-do list? But coming here instead of playing solitaire is also giving me the impetus to do other things, even instead of blogging. Like taking a shower.
Did I mention that my cat is a lunatic? I saw him waiting for me to wrap the towel around me before jumping up on my shoulder. There was just nothing I could do about it except stand there, dripping. And laughing. At least he knows (most of the time) not to jump when there's nothing but bare skin.
I wonder if this (writing about relatively inconsequential stuff) be better if I were on Twitter?
Nah.
Of course, it's all a procrastination technique, it could be argued. And mostly it is. But sometimes it's a way to do something to relax and/or give my brain a break and/or even think things through--like, what's next on my to-do list? But coming here instead of playing solitaire is also giving me the impetus to do other things, even instead of blogging. Like taking a shower.
Did I mention that my cat is a lunatic? I saw him waiting for me to wrap the towel around me before jumping up on my shoulder. There was just nothing I could do about it except stand there, dripping. And laughing. At least he knows (most of the time) not to jump when there's nothing but bare skin.
I wonder if this (writing about relatively inconsequential stuff) be better if I were on Twitter?
Nah.
Argh
This is ridiculous, right? The urge is so strong right now--and it's not that I want to blog. I want to PLAY!
Sigh. I've had breakfast, of sorts. Not having enough milk for oatmeal (I know, I know, it can be made with water--ugh), I opted for what would otherwise be lunch: a salami and tomato sandwich on whole grain bread with about a half a cup of raisins on the side. Oh, it's an heirloom tomato--they really do taste incredible. And some of them look really, really weird, especially after you slice them. This one is nearly "normal"--i.e., the way we're used to seeing tomatoes, which is not necessarily really normal.
Anyway, I'm going to start working now.
Sigh. I've had breakfast, of sorts. Not having enough milk for oatmeal (I know, I know, it can be made with water--ugh), I opted for what would otherwise be lunch: a salami and tomato sandwich on whole grain bread with about a half a cup of raisins on the side. Oh, it's an heirloom tomato--they really do taste incredible. And some of them look really, really weird, especially after you slice them. This one is nearly "normal"--i.e., the way we're used to seeing tomatoes, which is not necessarily really normal.
Anyway, I'm going to start working now.
More today
Okay, so I've played solitaire once already--that's enough, at least until much, much later. I have work to do. I have breakfast I should be eating. I have waking up to do. Already finished my one cup of coffee for the day, but I didn't get much sleep last night. Woke up for a potty break around 5am and didn't do much besides dozing between then and 8am when the alarm went off. And I'd only gotten to sleep around 1:30. I see a nap later on in my future. Also: going to the bank and getting milk and cat food. Hoping the rain actually does slow down or even stop, the way the radar on the Weather Channel seems to be predicting. Hard to imagine at the moment, with the downpour that's been going on for hours.
Okay, breakfast. Now.
Okay, breakfast. Now.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Back again
Okay, I've managed to get a lot of work done and read another blog, but the urge to "play" is pretty strong right now, so I'm back.
One thing I suppose I'm hoping for is to get back into the habit of writing. It's been much too long since I've even tried to get any done (other than this blog). Unfortunately, my favorite blog had a link to someone else's blog and the writing there is simply so exquisite and beautiful that I once again despair of ever writing anything worthwhile or even half so lovely. I will keep going back to it, hoping for inspiration instead of deflation.
One thing I suppose I'm hoping for is to get back into the habit of writing. It's been much too long since I've even tried to get any done (other than this blog). Unfortunately, my favorite blog had a link to someone else's blog and the writing there is simply so exquisite and beautiful that I once again despair of ever writing anything worthwhile or even half so lovely. I will keep going back to it, hoping for inspiration instead of deflation.
Breaking the habit
So, it's been a while, huh? I've been trying to break an increasingly bad Spider solitaire habit and I seem to have simply added a regular solitaire habit, instead. I hate to admit, even to myself, how much time I've wasted with these two games alone. They are truly addictions.
In an effort to break this habit (and start a new one?), I've decided to come in here and post every time I feel like clicking on the link to either of those games. What this means is that I'll probably be posting a lot of drivel for a while. But if I've learned anything from the multiple conversations one of my clients has been having with some brain researchers, the brain is eminently amenable to change. Patterns of thought and actions can be changed, it just takes some time and effort.
Wish me luck.
In an effort to break this habit (and start a new one?), I've decided to come in here and post every time I feel like clicking on the link to either of those games. What this means is that I'll probably be posting a lot of drivel for a while. But if I've learned anything from the multiple conversations one of my clients has been having with some brain researchers, the brain is eminently amenable to change. Patterns of thought and actions can be changed, it just takes some time and effort.
Wish me luck.
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