I am not sure why it takes me so long to do things. I can keep some things (most things) simmering on a back burner better than most people I know. I have a porch that has needed emptying for 2 months, a car that has needed an alignment for 5 months, a lawn mower and generator that have needed new carburator bowls for a year and a half, a roof that has needed recovering for 2 years, and a story that has needed writing for 3. In so many other aspects of my life I am almost obsessively prompt, why do I pick a certain group of things to put o the shelf to steep like a barrel of old whiskey? It drives me crazy when I think about it, and I know it drives at least one other person a little nuts too.
I have never been one to make resolutions; resolutions don't strike me as things that are meant to be kept. Think about it, when was the last time you kept one? If you can remember, try thinking of another example. Chances are, you're not going to have more than a couple of instances that you can point to as successes in the arena of resolution. When I was a salesman, our G.M. always insisted that everyone put a "number" on the "big board." I guess his thought was that if we saw it regularly enough we'd do something to attain it. I never put much thought into the number, and I never gave a second thought to it once the sales month started. In every other aspect of the job though I was focused in like a hawk. I did everything on a schedule, from phone calls to prospects and customers, to walking the lot and the service department every single morning and evening. I knew more about what we had on the lot and the big ticket customers in service than anyone else in the building. I took advantage of every tool I had at my disposal. Some months it paid off well, others, well, I padded my stories to people who asked. As a teacher, I am one of the first people in the building. When my door is shut and the kids are there it is game on, if I have to recite the parts of the nervous system while wearing a Slim-Goodbody suit I'll do it. Focus is the catch word in my class. So why two years for the roof, and three for the book?????
I've got to figure this out before I turn 50.
