Work. Life. Balance. Part 1
I have stuff to do. Lots of stuff. Stuff to do in order to get ready for upcoming classes. Stuff to do for clients. Stuff to do on the cabin. Stuff to do on the ranch. You know stuff. The never ending circle of stuff. On an average work day my schedule is typically worked out to the minute.
Here’s my typical Monday:
- 6:30 a.m. – Drag self out of bed. Check client social media accounts and then head to coffee and shower.
- 6:45 a.m. – Breakfast with the Lady. Two strips of bacon. Two eggs fried in bacon grease. (delicious)
- 7:00 a.m. – Put on farm clothes
- 7:15 a.m. – See Lady off to school and then get on tractor and head to the barn
- 7:16- 8ish – Check/Feed steers, heifers, horses, and ICU animals
- 8:05 – Back at cabin, fill up firewood box, change into school clothes, check client accounts again.
- 8:15 – Get in truck, leave for school, make hour commute. During commute make morning phone calls to clients if necessary.
- 9:15 – Arrive at school
- 9:16 – Brew 20 oz coffee. Black
- 9:20 – 10:45 – Settle into office. Check and respond to student e-mail. Class prep, grade papers, monitor client social media accounts and make sure their websites are running correctly.
- 10:45 – noon – Walk across campus, teach mass comm class to 65 students, try to be relatively entertaining and teach them something at the same time. Walk back to office.
- Noon- 1 p.m. – Lock self in office. Eat lunch. Update accounts as necessary. Write blog posts. Answer e-mail. Try to catch 15 minutes of something on Netflix.
- 1 p.m. – 6 p.m. – Moderate and grade online business communication class. Answer e-mail. Work with students who randomly show up at the office. Sometimes advise. Sometimes counsel. Monitor client accounts. Do class prep for night class. Grade papers. Do class prep for Tuesday courses. Answer more e-mail. Go back to grading online speeches for business comm class. Write critiques and try not to be snarky. Think about stuff that needs to be done back home and write it down. Occasionally say “hi” to someone on Facebook and read a pointless article. Eat supper in my office. Cram in a little more Netflix
- 6 p.m. – 9 p.m. – Teach multimedia publishing class. Go over student projects. Give night’s lesson/skill. Work with students until they hopefully get it. Wish I had more coffee, but won’t be able to sleep if I do.
- 9:01: Check client accounts again. If anymore class prep or grading is needed stay until 10.
- 9 p.m. – 10 p.m. – Drive home.
- 10:01 – 10:30 – Kiss Lady. Get brown bottle from fridge. Fill up wood stove. Stare blankly at the fire. Drink hoppy deliciousness. Check client accounts again. If more needs to be done, do it.
- 10:31 – Fall into bed preparing to do basically the same thing on Tuesday.
I’m not here to whine about how busy I am, because it’s all self-inflicted and I know it. But, let’s be clear about something. There’s very little in my day that I don’t actually enjoy doing. There’s just a lot of it. And if I’m going to get it done, I have to be organized. I’m a systems kind of guy. I think about what will be the most efficient and most effective way to do something and then I do it that way. I’m also an introvert, so mostly I don’t want to be interrupted while I’m doing it. Which means one of the quickest ways to get me irritated on a day like Monday is to break my rhythm. Suddenly make me shift and there’s a good chance that in my mind I’m seeing my smooth plan of efficiency going off the rails. The problem this creates for me is when I’m trying to relax, or sitting on my deer stand quietly for several hours, my brain keeps thinking of things that aren’t getting done.
It’s a bit of a sickness really. Because in truth, it will never all get done. Ever. Generations of men could work at these tasks and at the end of each and every day, there will be more left to do.
Which is exactly why I have to throw myself off the rails occasionally. Like today.
I’ve had a lot of conversations lately with young people and career people searching for balance in life. So I want to go there for a while, as I am king of the crammed life. At least for now. But I have an endgame in mind and there is a destination that I’m working toward. But, I’m not sure others do. So let’s go there shall we? As I sit approaching my night class and mentally fretting about that which went undone this afternoon.
It’s about time we have an extended conversation.
In the meantime… live well… laugh often… love always.