Calendar
Last week, I noticed the calendar on the wall of my office was a bit out of date. It turns out that it is no longer June. Imagine that. While I took it down to change the featured NASCAR driver of the month, I mused that this is so like me. The passage of time always seems to outpace my ability to update it. My calendars do more than track the day of the week. They mark the date of my last distraction.
Distraction is something which I’m intimately familiar. Games collect dust on the shelf and new television shows fill up my TIVO. Books lie unread and my monthly subscriptions form piles of unfinished business. And yes, blog updates get few and far between. These things are supposed to be my diversions and even they get lost in the shuffle.
Work has certainly been knocking around my schedule a bit lately and I suppose I’m feeling it a bit. There is always something to do around the house. A little of this and a lot of that are always left for tomorrow, or next week, or next month. We’ve spent the weekends running and the weekdays recovering.
I couldn’t tell you exactly what happened in June but, given that the calendar is at work, I’m guessing my job had something to do with it. June is as good a month as any to mark when my recent bout of distractions began. Fortunately, my next break is less than a month away — anniversary here I come. I’m guessing I’ll like November’s NASCAR driver better anyway.
