Ticking Things Off the To Do List

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Having a house means there is always something to do inside and out.  Growing up, I heard this lament a lot.  I didn’t buy it then.  I thought if you went and fixed what you were whining about, then it would be done and that would be it.  It seemed like people wasted a heck of a lot of time talking about doing stuff and then not doing it.

As an adult, I still agree with that idea, but I know not all of us are capable of getting things done immediately.  We love to procrastinate. it might take a couple of minutes to screw in that screw, but now just doesn’t seem the time.  Mowing the lawn can wait until it rains (making it impossible) or for a time when something isn’t on TV that I want to watch.

Well, there are no sports on TV and only a few of my shows haven’t finished their seasons.  Add to that, with no commute to make, I seem to have a lot of time on my hands.  While I could waste it on YouTube or do something good like read a book, I actually seem to be getting quite a few things done.

As I type this, I can reflect that I haven’t been at peak performance.  There are lots of things I didn’t do and lots of things I did to waste time.  However, my success rate at getting things done is better.  I have managed to do a lot more than I would normally do.

Not all of my problems were procrastination.  Part of the problem was my memory.  I would remember things that happened in elementary school, but forget that I planned to organize my screwdrivers.  I could remember detailed conversations I had in university with people at bars, but couldn’t remember I had to fix the towel rack in the bathroom.

During this teaching from home phase of my life, I have been making To Do lists and keeping them in front of me while teaching.  When teaching was over, I would try and get one of them done. Sure, sometimes I took care of the low hanging fruit, but other times I have been more ambitious.

It has helped with work too.  I usually have things to scan and take care of that I was too lazy to do and put off until I should have been asleep.  Making a list when it comes to me might actually mean I get it done immediately after my teaching day is done.

It isn’t all roses.  I still find helping students with their writing to be an arduous task.  It isn’t any better in the digital age.  They send it at all hours and the formats that they choose seem somewhat incompatible.  If I put notes, they can’t read them.  If I do something else, they can’t open the file.  It can be frustrating.

However, some things are getting done.

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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2 Responses to Ticking Things Off the To Do List

  1. retrodee says:

    I’m like that. I can’t remember anything I’m supposed to do, yet I can remember the name of my imaginary friend from when I was three and all the amazing things I used to pretend he could do. I guess it’s a different part of the brain that remembers short-term and long-term things.

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