I'm three weeks into the fall semester, and I feel as though my butt has fused to my chair...that my hands are welded to the computer keyboard...that my world has narrowed to a small section of my living room.
When was the last time I sat in one of my living room chairs to watch a movie? I have a crick in my neck from glancing over my left shoulder to view the TV. But work comes first...or does it?
I am probably as conscientious a person as anyone will find. I take my responsibilities seriously. Some days, though, I just want to sit on the carport with a cup of coffee and let life drift by. Once in a while, I indulge myself. But, then, I remember all the "stuff" I need to do, and the responsible person in me gives me a swift kick and tells me to "get with the program."
I'm trying to lighten up a bit. I will drive into Shreveport on a Friday to have lunch with friends; I'll drive in to visit my parents and siblings. I need to do that more often. Narrowing my world down to the desk and the computer is restrictive. I can't be a well-rounded person if I'm always fixated on work.
That's not to say that I give myself permission to ignore what I must do. But I'm trying to find a balance--all work and no play, etc. I don't want to be dull! But procrastination doesn't get the work done.
I'm looking for the middle ground...but it's a learning process!