Thursday, July 31, 2008

Gosh darn busy days

Well we all have them, and the world has more to spit at us (in plenty) whenever we feel too under-burdened. So not to worry (I know deep deep down you were worried) busy days are here to stay. It is however unfortunate that it is not so much the world as our own grabbing and catching reflexes that often seem to be the culprit.

I realized this a while back ago and so I periodically go through my list of obligations and decide whether it is still feeding me. Is this still filling my cup, I ask. Could someone else gain or give more in this area? Am I willing to let it go? This works for me I have let go of many obligations but now I am down to the wick folks. I can cull no more.

In strolls time management whose skill set may be able to answer the questions of: How do I turn off my incessant busyness? How do I notice my small achievements rather than always living for the ultimate goal (which by the way leads to the next ultimate goal) because, I am here to say being busy all the time is way too much, and surprisingly infective. I seem to accomplish one goal only to find I have negleted another two or three and an entire hour or more has passed! Frustrated, yeah a little.

If I am to have nearly every minute filled with minutia then let it be useful effective minutia. I am sure that I am not the only one rowing this kind of wayward boat. I have found temporary solutions but they seem to fizzle rather swiftly. Maybe I just need a good self help book, right?

Here is my new plan it is the 20-20-20 plan 20 minutes for my goals, 20 minutes for the goals of others I support and then finally 20 minutes for the daily tasks that keep the household running. This would be for managing my 'at home' time.

My plan comes from a fact I read somewhere that states the human brain works best in 18 minute increments. What this means is that the first 18 minutes of any activity are the most productive. I like the number twenty simple because it is a round number and it is nearly a half an hour. I also find it nice that after one cycle a nice round hour will have passed. This I hope will convince my subconscious into believing that I have managed to accomplish three half hours worth of accomplishments.

That is one nice round chunk of minutia, folks. (I hope;)

Clovershade

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

First Post

Hello World, Hello Self, Hello,

This is something new for me to pour myself into and run the ferris wheel, sometimes more like the hamster wheel, of my thoughts through. I find it fascinating what I discover whenever I drop everything and type out a few lines. A lot of the time things will surface that had been bobbing around unnoticed for quite sometime. Like the title of my blog Cartwheels On The Ceiling, I hadn't thought of that phrase for quite a while, years- quite possibly even a decade, when I decided it would be perfect for my Blog.

Cartwheels On The Ceiling is a phrase that I had made up to communicate how happy and elated and truly over the top I felt about a subject, event, person etc... "Yes I want to go to the concert I will be doing cartwheels on the ceiling for a month waiting!" Eventually it evolved in usefullness becoming a perfect phrase to use sarcastically (ahh sarcasm, anyone out there share my love of sarcasm?) as in "Yeah, that'll be fun I'll just go do cartwheels on the ceiling it sounds so fun".

I dont think the phrase ever mainstreamed but if you have ever heard it or used it most likely one of the following occured, the currents and tidal flows of society brought it to you, you know me, or possibly it was one of the phreakish things where by two or more completly separate entities create identical or near identical ideas at the same time (more power to ya how ever you came accross it).

In this instance, however, as far as the usage of the phrase, I have realized that after years of disuse instead of being rusty and hard to connect with the words from my youth, misspeant or not, have richer meaning. Now when I chose this for a title I found that my perspective was largly that Cartwheels On the Ceiling describes how I feel about my life. It is impossible, unweildy, silly, speckled with seemingly useless plodding through or pushing of events (much like I imagine learning how to do cartwheels might be, were it a task), unique, and really truely beautiful in a Cirque Du Soliel kind of way.

My question to the readers out there is simple: Do you have favorite phrase or idea that you have kicked about that is unique to you and has evolved to mean more or less through the years?

I invite you to share it and any other thoughts or comments.

Thank You for reading,

Clovershade