Also, timers are awesome. Pick one thing (at random, if necessary), set a timer, and work on it for 15 min. or 10 or 5.
Yeah, exactly. The time dash is an incredible tool for productivity.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Also, timers are awesome. Pick one thing (at random, if necessary), set a timer, and work on it for 15 min. or 10 or 5.
Yeah, exactly. The time dash is an incredible tool for productivity.
My cat couldn't manage to kill an ant this morning, so I have no hopes for her killing a mouse if I ever get one. She just kept playing with it--I had to swoop in with the kleenex and smoosh it after urging her for fifteen minutes to kill the damn thing.
Yeah, exactly. The time dash is an incredible tool for productivity.
And the DVR is totally its enemy. For me, anyway. Commercial time is a great time to do stuff!
It`s mildly shocking to me how little time it actually takes to do some of the tasks I loathe.
I am running behind here, people. Oh well. Just waiting on the laundry so I can make up the bed.
For Jessica and other who have thought, "Well, after watching The Apple all other entertainment seems lame" I refer you to some choice 80s Bollywood.
Erin, I have marked your post. I LOVE it. Thank you!
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Obviously, 2 cups of coffee is my sweet zone!
I've found that creating a done! list, rather than a to do list, can also be helpful for me.
this is why you people think I accomplish so much. I overshare HERE my done lists. And I do it because it makes me feel productive and prompts me to doing more. Today? nsm.
We did get to church and we have not had a fight AND mac finished all his homework. I am basking in the lack of drama. also? he has a playdate over. I have a mental "should do" list, but right now I'm doing nada.
I had to swoop in with the kleenex and smoosh it after urging her for fifteen minutes to kill the damn thing.
Ugh, probably better that she didn't kill it. Having sniffed more than one dead ant...yes, I have smelled ants I've killed, commence with the mocking...the acid content (or whatever it is that makes their crushed little bodies reek might be upsetting to a kitty tummy. Not to mention how tough their exoskeletons are.
As for mice? Bartleby once saw one run across the room as he lolled (and I don't mean laughed) on the couch. He looked up at me with the most surprised, "Did you see THAT?!" expression on his face, that I knew he'd never be a hunter. All to the good though. I'd hate to have to deal with the carcasses many of you have had to cope with.