DE-clutter

Back in January, I read these hints…er….laws on how to simply your life.

My life isn’t as simple as that.

My ‘clutter’ is virtual. It’s the procrastination that prevents me from being productive all the time. I don’t mind being productive – most of the things I consider to be productive I actually enjoy – I like being productive! It gives me a buzz.

This weekend I decided to end procrastination. I had to work hard, having the kids and with HerIndoors out and about, and every spare moment I did things that were productive, or pretended well to be.

• Cleared down Google Reader. Yes, this is learning. I locked my ‘unproductive” blogs into one folder and concentrated on the productive ones.
• Wrote some more Cocoa. Still nowhere near porting my Random app to the iPhone which is the current project. And no-one to talk to (due to NDA).
• Filled in an Application for a job I really want. It ticks all the boxes. All of them. All I need to do now is convince a host of people I’m the man for the job.
• Cleared down some ‘crap’ folders I had lingering around. You know – clear down the desktop by dumping everything in one folder and hoping Spotlight will do it’s magic. It’s been working great so far.
• Read another chapter of a book I’ve been reading for 4 months. Glasshouse by Charles Stross. For some reason it took me nearly two months to read the first 50 pages, then I sped through most of it and now I’m struggling to read the last 50. No reflection on the writing, though I’m not mad keen on posthuman fantasies (which doesn’t explain why I’m really liking the Culture series), but curious nonetheless.
• Cleaned the house and put on 4 washes. Sorted through clothes. I now have underwear! Woohoo!

It’s hard work staying busy. I’ll sleep tonight.

(On a side note, Tracy from SoulAmbition noted that they provide a free no-obligation first session of their life coaching! I’ve never been to a life-coach though I’ve heard great recommendations of them. Would a session fill me with confidence or leave me reeling at the great truths I’d been hiding even from myself?)