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Prioritize and Deliver
Dear Conscience, on the 3rd day of my 4-day plan to avert disaster, I am not where I should be. Doesn’t help that all of this is coinciding with a bout of insomnia. I am not yet pessimistic, but probably because of my unrealistic perception of how little time I actually have left. I think Continue reading
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Duct-Taping the Year
Dear Conscience, I have 4 days to wrap up a large chaos, and somewhat pack up this year into a somewhat manageable ending. So, this is my 4-point plan for the next 4 days: The next 4 days are key to wrapping the year up. It won’t be a neatly wrapped package. But at least Continue reading
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D-Day
Dear Conscience, a lot of my recent talk about deadlines was about today. Today is the big event. I don’t think it will be successful enough to open up the opportunities I was hoping for. In the end, probably what I’ll be left with is what I’ve learned in the process. I could have prepared Continue reading
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The Last-Minute Scramble
Dear Conscience, Last night I was up until 2am finishing something for a deadline. A deadline I knew about for two months now. The task wasn’t so time-consuming as such, but it involved a lot of tiny decisions. So every time I wanted to start on it, I postponed making a little decision, and left Continue reading
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The Deadline Threat
Dear Conscience, the one thing I’m highly motivated by is the approaching (or usually already passed) deadline. I overdo it, and then I go back to slacking off to recover. These days, I am already so generally deprived of energy and motivation, that even for the deadline crises, I only sum up the amount of Continue reading
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Skip a Beat, But Not the Whole Song
Dear Conscience, I didn’t check in yesterday. I remembered a couple of times, but ultimately forgot to do it. The good news is, I didn’t forgot to actually keep semi-accountable. Yes, I did spend more than ideal amount of time browsing the internet (laptop browser tricker than phone to manage), but I didn’t totally throw Continue reading
About Me
I got my first nickname when I was 4 years old. It was “bakitza”, which means ‘an old lady’. I’ve always been an old lady on the inside. And as I progress towards being an old lady on the outside too, I want to take control of this journey. To reach the full fledged bakitza level with a peace of mind I always associated with that life stage. I thought it would come on it’s own with age. But now I realize that I have to take control over the mess that my life currently is in order to be a thoroughly satisfied bakitza one day.
Becoming Bakitza 