Problem No. 1
My husband likes to spring surprises on me. And they’re not always the good kind–you know, like flowers when he comes home (he does do that). The surprises I’m referring to are things like having to make an unexpected stop at the store when I am ridiculously tired. The more I think about it, the more I realize this really is the ONLY negative surprise he springs on me. But it happens ALOT. And it’s always frustrating.
So, how does this normally play out?
Well, I would usually get my way and we get to go home. But honestly, that’s not always fair. I know I can’t make him remember things he needs according to my schedule (I’ve tried. It doesn’t work) and there is no way he could somehow make me untired, so something has to give. And that “something” has got to be me.
Problem No. 2
With a job, a blog and TWO side gigs (Thirty-One Independent Consultant & Professional Organizer )finding time to read a monumental task. Parting the Red Sea was probably easier. In fact, finding a conventional solution, like scheduling reading time in the morning has not worked for me because my sleep patterns have been interrupted. Scheduling it at night is out of the question as well (See Problem No.1)
But as a Professional Organizer, it’s my job/vocation to come up with unconventional solutions to common problems.
Enter My Perfect Solution: Have Kindle, Will Travel
It makes perfect sense: packing my kindle (or using the Kindle App) solves two problems: my husband gets to go to the store when he needs to and I can score some much-needed reading time. Even though I may be exceptionally tired, I can still fit five minutes of reading in. My attentions span will hold for that long.
Is this my ideal? No. My ideal reading time is in the morning, during coffee. But waiting for my ideal time to manifest has led to almost zero reading. Perfection is the enemy of done. Every time.
Why This Works, No Matter What You Can’t Find Time For.
Maybe reading time isn’t your problem.Maybe it’s answering emails or texts. Or perhaps it’s going through snail mail. Whatever the problem is, if it’s portable, it’s do-able. Bring the mail with you (and a plastic bag for discarded paper), delete messages in your Inbox. Work on this stuff while you are waiting–either in line at the supermarket, or in the waiting room of the doctors office.
Try this the next time you have to wait. I guarantee you will have a better sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
And yes, this title was inspired by the beautiful Mister Rogers: