A Longer February This Year. . . Blargh!!!

How quickly a month goes by. I am grateful that I slid through this first twelfth of the year without too many hassles.  Incidents of bad news improved to become something better; other good discoveries enhanced themselves to become something awesome. There is still a lot yet to be done in getting some other affairs in order. I’m also thankful that I’m only at work for four hours today, because there is so much I’m trying to burn through in terms of catching up with steps of things I initially wanted to accomplish before last month’s end. And now I've let things lapse into February, the worst stinking month of the year for me. I'm quite discontent that it's another day longer for this year.

My scheduling spreadsheets aren’t even started yet for this year. This is one thing I can’t fall behind on. I may need to swap shifts just to get free time to get it all sorted out. I wish it were as simple as copying and pasting from an old template. However, with 2012 being a leap year, that one extra stupid day has complicated the whole process. My mind is being tossed around between bothering to upkeep this old system, or to dare myself to revamp the whole damn thing altogether. Maybe I’ll fluke out, and manage to get the thing to sync with my iTouch calendar apps.

The ambitious changes in my life I’m trying to make now are actually things that I’m trying to cut out of my life. Those things are mindless wastes of: my time, my space, my energy, and my money, because I sure as hell will need every scrap of those four things in the months ahead. The wild paradox is that it seems I have to use more time, space, energy, and money to regain any of these things back.

The space reclamation project has been pretty successful so far. My office/studio area has had a bit of an overhaul.  The to-do list on my whiteboard in there seems perpetual. It’s just the kitchen, my other major household work centre, which still has to be organized better.

My annual cable service cut off time seems to be advancing month by month each year. Last year, it was in March; this year it will happen in mid February, and then get switched back on in mid October. The only things meaningful to watch that I’ll miss at home during that time might be some highlights from the Summer Olympics in London. That’s eight months of some sort of yet indeterminable quantity of savings of time, energy, and money.