My responsible plans involved a quick bed-prep, some reading, then six hours of solid snooze before waking to an eight-o'clock cup of coffee, some practical this-n-that, and six hours of solid read time for the M.A. comprehensive exam. I thought I could do it. I thought I could make a quick stop at Super Smash Brothers on my way to the bed. Play a few rounds. Read. Wake. Produce....
Fail.
Four hours later I finally have my ante-somnulent reading time. Starship Troopers and pre-dawn light outside my window: see if I can salvage a few hours of sleep and some sort of Monday responsibility.
Even when I finally did wake up I was sillily hopeful.
Respond to friend's inquiry: check.
Coffee: check.
Call the mechanic:...
I wonder how Chile is doing against Switzerland.
Better go back upstairs and get that miscellaneous stuff done.
You know, other than the U.S., Chile is the only team I'm really following.
Skip soccer, stay on target! Stay on Target!
Tied nil nil at halftime? I haven't gotten to see Chile play since qualifiers - where's Suazo?
Doh.
Apparently my curiosity as to how much and what quality of work I could get done with a modicum of discipline and regularity is to remain still-unsatisfied.
Enter the afternoon: Showered and Shaved and ready to work promptly at one pm. Gear organized - gameplan restructured.
Enter the digressions: Oooooo, funny blogs! - should send this link to someone; I agree, Final round of the U.S. open was a major let down... Hmm, that'd be a clever status update...
Back on track. Phone calls responded to: Check. Contracted for a small job with needed cash flow: Check. Call mechanic, set up car appointment: Check. Find tax forms to mail for refund: Check. Budget check-up: Check. First three hours of comps reading:... Any comps reading?... It's two-thirty?
Chill out: you totally only took three days to respond to a potentially major car issue! Achievement win! Break out the stickers!
This could be depressing. I could get really annoyed with myself. I probably should. However, I am still pretty stoked about a.) that totally ninja preventative-attention car move, b.) work contracted, c.) good news on another cash opportunity, and d.) imminent tax rebate mailing! (got the extension back in April).
And what's more, I quite possibly may start on a book this afternoon. Of course, the fact that I've so far read all of two books this summer is a little depressing for someone who claims to love reading and has, in fact, decided to make a career out of literature. But, then again, one of them was Henry James' 650-page study in perpetual story-telling, The Portrait of a Lady. That's a different story though (ha. haha).
So: two-thirty (uh, two-forty-five). Still time to be productive. Enter third productivity restructure: tax mailing, library, comps reading, tutoring session, evening run: Check?
