Time management

How bad has it gotten if you spend a lot of time trying to manage your time? Is it contrary to appropriate management of time if you spend 1.5 hours first thing in the morning just getting your calendar together so you know where you are supposed to be when?

The sick part (other than all of it), is that after I do my 1.5 hour color-coordinating and organization of my schedule, I am so bereft at the lack of blank space – to either do nothing, or prepare for the next item on the calendar that I become immobilized and can’t get any work done! The whole calendar is covered in green for office job, yellow for ranch, purple for personal stuff incl. church, AA, Al-Anon, writing group, therapy, and errands.

Didn’t I say like a million blog entries ago I thought it would clear up in June? Well, here it is July and it just shifted up a notch in terms of The Riciduli.

In resistance to the insanity, this weekend I am going swimming (and you cannot stop me!), and gathering together the bunch of poems I have been here-n-there working on. I want to have my second full-length manuscript in a draft by 2009 (still looking for a home for the first). I am also going to watch parts 1 and 2 of the History Channel’s World War II documentary in the gigantic claw foot bathtub tonight after coming back from the ranch. Ahhhh.

Here’s a recent poem.

Domestication

Limpid spring rains, a bumble,
and the proximity of another tree;

sun, time, and thumbs to pinch
the plum curculio before she oviposits

into the crescent-shaped cut
on the green globe.

Many hands make this Red
Delicious who is herself

a hand tossing breath
to animals, water to the table

and a bee to The Rapture,
its sugar-heavy wing beat

from tree to shining tree
bringing forth apples.

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