And so, I jump into this like I do every other project I am enthused about: with high-spirited abandon. What is different is that instead of strict or too many rules, I will be more forgiving and flexible. Still, some structure is warranted, or all will collapse like a house of cards in a field of goldenrod. I have three basic guidelines:
1/ Compile a weekly list of everything I can think of that needs to be tackled in this time frame. Not necessarily completed, but initiated, or attended to if it is a work-in-progress. (And isn’t that life itself?) These will be career-related steps, ladder rungs to creative labors of love, domestic duties, yard and garden to-dos, family and social obligations, down time, and promises to be good to myself. Absolutely anything that has been pecking at my peripheral vision or gnawing at my conscience or begging to join the bucket list belongs here. Daunting, I know! But nothing on this list will need to be done for more than an hour at any one sitting. Not unless it is a paying job or something with a deadline that is breathing hard down my neck, in which case, I will rise to the occasion, finish it and then get back to this experiment.
2/ Peruse the master list each morning, taking into account time sensitivity, logistics, and what kind of mood I am in. If I don’t feel like driving, why make a shopping list for the Big Box Hell of Route 9? Almost any real emergency purchase can be done here in town, where I can ride my bicycle or walk to Main Street. I also can kill two birds with one stone, by stretching an errand run into an hour of exercise. (Multi-tasking isn’t very Zen, but let’s just call this a convenient coincidence).
3/ In whatever order I want, compile maybe 4-6 items and devote one interrupted hour to each one that day. This list is not written in stone; the idea is to still allow for an organic flow of thought and action throughout the day. Also, this might require some building up of stamina, as if I were in training. Actually, I think I am.
It’s Monday, and the pin balls of my mind have been given notice.