Each morning when I arrive at my desk, I think to myself to get straight to work on those many tasks that I draw up on sticky notes all the time.
Then, I open the network of social connections.
Check my email.
Somewhere along the morning, I will turn on music and get a notification that someone just tweeted me.
Pretty soon, I am lost in a story I will obsess over most of the morning.
This is just after I left the house with a morning filled with early rising, cold shower, yoga and a summary of what I did yesterday in preparation for what I need to prioritize for today!
My granola and yogurt waking up my lazy colon while I pour over the clutter in my brain.
Pretty soon my children are up and I am happily focused completely on them, when I can turn off my computer and if I have my lunch packed for the day at the desk.
In the night, I wrestle around with what happened in the day, attempting to anchor the parts that worked and redefine those that need to change or be addressed in the morrow.
If I am restless, then I will distract with a TED talk or podcast that should stimulate some sense of how to direct this creativity in a direction that makes logical sense.
I have to do this, the anchoring/not the distracting, because in the day I allowed myself to obsess over a story I have not yet told because my desk is scattered with sticky notes from the morning when I had planned on drafting that contract, that report that proposal and that plan all at the same time!!
Fhew, its a good thing I dont drink coffee!