Tick the tickybox
Feb. 11th, 2019 12:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bladesparkMy life currently runs on alarms and checklists.
In some ways it's annoying. Can't I just do what needs doing as I think of it?
Well, the answer to that is "nope!" It doesn't work and things get forgotten or put off or not done and that is why, by the way, I had to get the roots of my teeth planed, which is not fun and also cost money, but I never remembered to floss and trying to fit that second brushing in every day wasn't working, though at least I was doing the one.
Now I have an alarm, 11:30am, which is usually just after I'm done with getting up goober, feeding her breakfast, catching up on e-mails, having a cup of tea, etc. which are all things I manage without an alarm, ("goober needs to be fed" is self-alarming and always has been, kids will let you know when they're hungry, though her favorite way to do that right now is to start begging for chocolate chips) but the tooth brushing now happens at a strict time after that.
The posting content on the net also had a schedule, an alarm, a list of things to post, and a bunch of other organizational shit, and while on one hand it all feels cumbersome, work-like, without joy, on the other, it kinda is my job, ish? And it is damn satisfying to tick that ticky box, cross that thing off the list, delete that thing from the organizing document, and say "did that!"
So I guess I'll take it.
Although I have been adhering faithfully to my publicity-aimed posting schedule for over a week now, and I'm still not world famous, dammit!
In some ways it's annoying. Can't I just do what needs doing as I think of it?
Well, the answer to that is "nope!" It doesn't work and things get forgotten or put off or not done and that is why, by the way, I had to get the roots of my teeth planed, which is not fun and also cost money, but I never remembered to floss and trying to fit that second brushing in every day wasn't working, though at least I was doing the one.
Now I have an alarm, 11:30am, which is usually just after I'm done with getting up goober, feeding her breakfast, catching up on e-mails, having a cup of tea, etc. which are all things I manage without an alarm, ("goober needs to be fed" is self-alarming and always has been, kids will let you know when they're hungry, though her favorite way to do that right now is to start begging for chocolate chips) but the tooth brushing now happens at a strict time after that.
The posting content on the net also had a schedule, an alarm, a list of things to post, and a bunch of other organizational shit, and while on one hand it all feels cumbersome, work-like, without joy, on the other, it kinda is my job, ish? And it is damn satisfying to tick that ticky box, cross that thing off the list, delete that thing from the organizing document, and say "did that!"
So I guess I'll take it.
Although I have been adhering faithfully to my publicity-aimed posting schedule for over a week now, and I'm still not world famous, dammit!