The Visible Woman...November 13, 2003

I wouldn't think getting the calendar straight would be that hard. But it consumed a lot of the day. What day were we going to do that? Do FFP's parents want to do that? Should we accept an invitation? I also tried to check things off the list. E-mails I owed, stuff like that. I could get things done, I theorize, if I didn't start new projects. Only I started a new project which involved trying to figure out how to do something I think I figured out a long time ago but couldn't remember how to do. I even tried glancing through my Macromedia Fireworks books. Yeah, it was a computer project. And the trouble with those is that they can't be seen so even if you succeed you still have a mess surrounding you.

The truth is that the more I try to get organized, the more chaotic things seem to become. Yeah, I started a new project today. I just couldn't stop myself. Help me! Ah, but life is rich, isn't it?

I'm also weary of things that come in the mail. Like offers to 'help' me sell odd lots of stock that I have because fees might have kept from doing it. Onlly the fine print says the company who issued the stock for some spin off will take a fee! In addition, to any the broker takes. So, what, I should sell these shares for their convenience because, really, I'm just not welcome at the stockholders' table? No, I think I'll keep the shares to irritate them. I have reduced my paperwork a lot by getting propspectuses and annual reports and stockholder voting online. Truthfully, I don't read the fine print online either.

part of Asti mural "To be able to fill leisure intelligently is the last product of civilisation." Bertrand Russell	organize I thought I'd organize my life today. First, by getting the calendar straight. I wouldn't think getting the calendar straight would be that hard. But it consumed a lot of the day. What day were we going to do that? Do FFP's parents want to do that? Should we accept an invitation? I also tried to check things off the list. E-mails I owed, stuff like that. I could get things done, I theorize, if I didn't start new projects. Only I started a new project which involved trying to figure out how to do something I think I figured out a long time ago but couldn't remember how to do. I even tried glancing through my Macromedia Fireworks books. Yeah, it was a computer project. And the trouble with those is that they can't be seen so even if you succeed you still have a mess surrounding you. The truth is that the more I try to get organized, the more chaotic things seem to become. Yeah, I started a new project today. I just couldn't stop myself. Help me! Ah, but life is rich, isn't it? I'm also weary of things that come in the mail. Like offers to 'help' me sell odd lots of stock that I have because fees might have kept from doing it. Onlly the fine print says the company who issued the stock for some spin off will take a fee! In addition, to any the broker takes. So, what, I should sell these shares for their convenience because, really, I'm just not welcome at the stockholders' table? No, I think I'll keep the shares to irritate them. I have reduced my paperwork a lot by getting propspectuses and annual reports and stockholder voting online. Truthfully, I don't read the fine print online either.
JUST TYPING Organization. Isn't just filing, sorting, shipping, sending, updating. It's controlling the input. Of to dos. Far exceeding the dones.
		Food Diary. *breakfast* nothing lunch [Asti] seafood risotto *snacks* none *dinner* spinach salad with mozzarella, onion, tomato and Marie's Bleu Cheese dressing bowl of chili with cheese and onions red wine Today I didn't - snack
		Time flies.... Did some OS upgrades and stuff this morning. Then a workout. Then shower and go to lunch. Long talk with friend. Tried to organize and poof...it was 5:30!

		Reading. Franklin and Winston: An Intimate Portrait of an Epic Friendship by Jon Meacham. Started this one on the bicycle.
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		Exercise thirty-five minutes on treadmill legs, back, bicep weight work thirty-three minutes on recumbent bike
	. .	Mood was good today. Physically felt really, really strong.
	It's a Tangled Web we weave...these days of our lives.	One year ago "I'd send out a note saying "I'll be late, I have a dental appointment." And even during the drilling I had a sense of precious escape." Two years ago "Downtown Manhattan. Geez, they're everywhere."