morning
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The Morning Does NOT Define the Day
Dear Conscience, this week has been by a mile better than any of the previous ones. I still haven’t achieved a single day of 6 billable hours, but my average this week has been 4.5 hours a day, which is much better than the average of approximately 2 daily billable hours for the whole past Continue reading
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False Starts and Turnarounds
Dear Conscience, I have to refer to yesterday, when I called out to myself to get back on the horse – and I did! I turned the day around! It is reassuring to know that a false start doesn’t mean that you should give up. The day ended up being quite productive. Would it have Continue reading
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Start Right
Dear Conscience, I am in a relatively productive mode, because I am a day before a large important event I’ve been preparing for. I am not as prepared as I’d like to be, because of course I didn’t start with the preparation as early as I should have. But I did better the last few Continue reading
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How to Seize the Morning?
Dear Conscience, My mornings are where all problems start. Ironically, I am a morning person, I think. I wake up (relatively) early. Not 5am, but also not 9am. I like daytime. I like having the morning be slow. But then it is almost like my little cocoon protecting me from the real world, and I Continue reading
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Jump-start in the Morning
Dear Conscience, The mornings are an issue. I would like to just enjoy them. But now that I need to push extra hard and decide to use them for the push, I need to actually use them. Today I took one hour to get something done, and I spent it online, because it was before Continue reading
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Nothing Like the Hump Day to Turn the Week Around
Do I really truly believe it, or am I just temporarily relieving my anxiety about the slow approaching self imposed doom due to inertia? I did shower and wash my hair. Can I call the bare minimum an accomplishment? I guess so, is it’s more than what I manage on most days. A sad accomplishment, 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 