Second Sunday of Advent Meandering
On getting things done…or not.
I wonder as I wander…God I love that song.
I am meandering this morning. I cannot quite find focus. I might have to resort to making a to-do list. Horrors! I hate lists. They are so judgy. “Have you been productive today?”
No, O List, I have not as productivity is not my way.
We will not be churching today as there is an illness in the house. So, I lit the advent candles on our table. Our table needs a tidy. It’s a repository of All The Things like mail, the New York Times, and my work.
dishes
tidy table
decorate the tree
groceries
bathe the child
This is the list. More frequently I use
’s method of writing lists for people with chronic conditions. I don’t like to think of myself as someone with chronic conditions, but here I am with Bipolar Disorder and Type 2 Diabetes. There’s also the human condition and mortality to consider. So, when I write a list, it usually looks like this.bathe
take my meds
coffee
feed myself
log onto the work ZOOM
I try to keep a record of what I was able to do in a day and reward myself for even the smallest things. Take my meds? Damn straight, I did. I have to celebrate it because sometimes I forget to do it. I forget to eat, too. I measure my productivity in these small ways and often ignore the more typical things. I just cannot guarantee that I’ll get those things done because I am limited in what I can do in a day.
I share this with you more to remind myself of what’s true than any other reason. I forget that I have limitations more often than not.
At any rate, today is the Second Sunday of Advent and I have Joan Didion on my mind. She’s a writing icon and inspires me to keep at the craft. I’ll be writing by hand when I have time between chores.
Y’all be excellent to each other.
