I’m having a “night off” tonight. Trying to slow down. Listening to music. Noodling around with this and that on the Mac. Not really achieving anything, and not worrying too much about that.
It’s harder than it sounds.
So much of my life is dictated by struggling from one thing to the next.
While eating dinner this evening, I prompted the conversation around the table - asking how everybody’s day had been. While listening to others, I started to panic - trying to remember what I had actually been doing all day. I know the day was busy - but unless prompted, might struggle to piece the day back together.
There have been too many days like that recently.
Earlier this week I switched tracks to a different project at work for a couple of days. Honestly, it was like a mini-break of sorts. A smaller project, for a smaller client, without anywhere near as much chaos. A known quantity. Working on my own to progress changes without needing to consult, discuss, invent, problem solve, or herd any digital cats.
Of course then I returned to the gargantuan, chaotic, messy, vast, hydra-like project that seems to be chewing people up at an alarming rate. Rather perversely, I enjoy the bigger projects too. There’s something about lifting a colossal machine with many parts into your head, and piecing together an understanding of it’s scale, shape, and workings.
Anyway.
If you’ll excuse me, I have some very serious nothing to get on with before collapsing into bed. It all begins again tomorrow.
p.s. we’re going to an 80s themed party at the weekend - I’m going to look like a proper idiot.