Gray, dirty snow, chill with humidity. A dull, gray day as my Aunt Roberta used to say.
This morning I looked at my calendar, the stuff that March requires of me. It looks ok, doable. That’s thanks to writing a sermon, my workshop for the Woolly retreat and a presentation on the strange place of religion in contemporary art for the docent book club before leaving for vacation. A good move.
Deadlines do not stimulate me, unless they are a long way off. I can finish tasks well before they’re needed, but as time gets closer, I get frustrated and willing to put up with whatever to get stuff done. Not a recipe for my best work and I like to do my best work.
The blog presents an interesting quandry in that regard. By its nature the blog is better fresh and without edits. It’s more like speech than writing. Still, over half the time I run spell check and go back over the entry after it’s written, just to check. Even if errors sneak through, I’m ok wid dat. It’s a blog, not War and Peace.
Seem rested, but still undermotivated. A trip into the MIA should help tomorrow. There’s a continuuing event and I can check Matt Welch’s lecture on the Weber exhibit. After going on a few tours next week I want to start touring that exhibit the second week in March. I’ve also picked up a China tour later in March that should be fun.
By tomorrow or the next day, I’ll be back in the Aeron and ready to write. I still have mail to go through, but that’s about it as far as vacation-related catch up I have to do.
