Failure

I can't do it. Seriously. I. Just. Can't. A while ago I wrote about trying the system popularized in all the organizational literature to deal with my towering (and starting to tip) pile of projects that I wasn't making progress on. So I tried to do a little bit of each, or at least several, every day. It bombed. Big time. Each of my days are very different from one another. It's not as though I have two hours after lunch each day to work with. Any free time I have is scattered among other things. Trying to work on something different during each break left me constantly jumping to something new, trying to get in the swing of that particular project, possibly making some progress and then walking away. My brain started to feel like a roulette wheel that never stopped spinning. I was actually worse off. After this experiment, I can say with certainty that I am not wired to work this way. I need to immerse myself in some work and run with it. Even if I have to pick it up and put it down frequently, I still have enough focus to keep moving forward. I'm on my second major project. I put in a few hours on Monday. Yesterday I couldn't touch it. but that's okay. Later today when I get back to it, it won't take me long to jump back in. I finished another project last week. It was cheating a little because it was a gift I was making and I find it all too easy to sit and crochet, ignoring all other things. But still, it had a deadline and I didn't show up at the party empty-handed. I even had time to wrap it. I was just talking to a friend with a similar problem. She has several long-term projects on her plate and she didn't feel that she was giving any of them the attention they needed. No progress on any front. It's discouraging. So she had just decided to give each project a day of the week. Project 1 on Mondays, don't worry about any of the others, no matter how loudly they call to her. Project B on Tuesdays, and so on. She's very hopeful. As am I. Granted, I still have uncomfortable moments when I think of all the other things I want to accomplish and know it will be weeks before their turn comes up. Then I remember how long all of them have been sitting around waiting, and I'm comforted by knowing that later is better than never.