Thursday, September 25, 2008

packed like sardines in a crushed tin can

for the past 3 weeks, my life has turned so busy that i no longer have time to even check my mail, read, blog, or phone my friends outside of weekends.

the strangest thing is that this happened right after i attended a company sponsored training on "making more time".

ironic, isn't it?

well...before anyone jumps to point anything out, i *did* learn a lot from the training, and i *did* put most of those things into practice.

the secret is simple: they asked me to make a list of goals (short, medium, long term) and list my day-to-day activities. they then asked me to list the activities that didn't have anything to do with my goals, and also find goals that didn't have any corresponding activities. finally we made up an action plan based on these exercises.

working and health are my priorities, so i now have to ensure i work hard, spend most of my productive energy during my (long) work hours on work itself, reserve an hour daily for exercise, eat regularly and sleep well.

i wonder how long i can continue this for, before i collapse out of the sheer monotony of my day-to-day life.

ps: title inspired by radiohead's "packed like sardines in a crushed tin box"

3 comments:

Enemy of the Republic said...

Hey Kris,

I left you a long comment on my page. I don't want you to think that I am indifferent to your plight. I am mad because I have seen my economic situation worsen under this administration; my son's future may be worse. I believe that the millionares and billionares who have profited from the war machine in Iraq, the gouging of gas, the takeover of small business, should reach into their pockets to bail out the banks. I may lose my job next year--my husband is already seeing his livelyhood affected and we are not alone. If a bailout must happen, let those who are to blame pay for it. My two cents.

The Shmoo said...

This reminds me of the sims game :p

Kris said...

@the shmoo: you evil girl!!! now i know why i keep doing these weird things i can't explain...no fair!!! why don't you make me flirt with the cute girl next door and get her to move in with me??? cmon, i know you're good enough at sims to do it :D

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