Houston, we have a problem
ByI like my morning routine. Alarm 6.15, one or two snooze buttons, shower etc.. Then head for the bus at 7.40 where I read a bit or listen to the radio. On a lovely morning like it is today, I enjoy the 10 minute walk from bus station through city centre to work. Grab a cup of tea and croissant from Spar, open up the shop, make a few preparations for the day, and then fire up the old browser and see what’s been cooking on the various feeds I subscribe to overnight.
Except this morning the feckin’ all singing all dancing web based reader for all my emails/rss feeds isn’t working this morning. It’s in maintenance mode. So now I’m thrown off course. Whatamigoingtodo for the next couple of hours until the citizenry of Dublin shake themselves out of bed and make their way into me to spend like there was no tomorrow (I wish).
As I’m reading the 4 hour work week at the moment I should be all inspired. I shouldn’t be reading all these news feeds and websites anyway. That’s what is stopping me from becoming part of the new rich. I need to work out how I am going to decouple myself from the business and allow someone else to do all the work while I enjoy the fruits of their labour.
I have some exercises I’m supposed to do over the next couple of days as well. I am to practice gazing into the eyes of other people until they break contact. Then I’m to ask random women for their telephone numbers! All if this is to make me change my routine, which I am quite obviously in need of doing.
So, have a nice day everyone, and remember to constantly question everything as you go about your work today. A practical exercise is to ask yourself this question at least three times today at a scheduled time you decide.
“Am I being productive or just active?”
I’m too busy ignoring the question to give an answer. New rich status is a little harder than riding a bike I think.
2 Comments
April 24th, 2008 at 8:47 am
I know we have a problem; not least because now I know that you are Irish, when reading your well considered words, I hear them ringing in my head with, well, an Irish accent.
It’s an accent to behold and cherish. I have a few friends originating from where you live – and I can always rely on them to throw a new angle onto the vicissitudes of life, not to say a drink or two. Which reminds me of good old Pete McCarthy on his pub crawl round Ireland.
Let me know the name of your establishment. I will help you to up your revenues once I get round to fly to Dublin.
Active? Yes. Productive? In a minute.
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April 28th, 2008 at 9:56 pm
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