I knew Burley would wake me up early. His bladder didn’t care that I didn’t have to get up and start working anymore. All he knew was that it was time for him to eat and go outside.
OK, I needed to get up anyway. Even if it was 6 a.m. It still was sleeping in for me. And I ate my breakfast at the kitchen table instead of my keyboard. OK, I had the Touch with me so I could check e-mail and Twitter.
Then came the big question. What now?
Last night I thought I had it made. I wouldn’t have to do my morning routine anymore. But I had a couple projects on my plate. I would know exactly what to do.
Duhhh. What now?
So I sat down and made list. Thought about the projects and what needed to be done first. I kept the list realistic. And made a goal to get a few things done by lunch. Almost the best 20 minutes of the day.
That’s what it took to create a plan and road map for the day. It eliminated any indecision or worry. If something came up, I would have dealt with it. I didn’t mean for it to become a set of shackles.
Most of it got done. The undone items were pretty ambitious anyway. I can move them over to tomorrow’s list.
I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. But I have a client meeting tonight that will set the agenda.
So I think I will be alright. All I have to do is dedicate some time to planning the day.