Life interrupts organisation

I think "life" isn't supposed to be organised. I spent most of last weekend creating schedules so that I could fit in all the things I have to do this semester. I've created colour coordinated charts showing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing and when. And what happens?

First I have a disrupted night's sleep. Call me odd, but I simply can't focus on study with my eyes closing every two seconds. That was two evenings when there was no study.

Second, I started getting emails from my uni partner that told me clearly that anything we'd discussed at our last meeting has been disregarded. Her original ideas stood. My input wasn't in the mix at all. I get a little uptight about being so summarily dismissed. The bottom line is that we're now only working on one assignment together, not two. I hadn't done a lot of concrete work on the assignment we're no longer working together on but I had done some reading and spent a lot of 'thinking' time on it, getting it clear exactly what it was about and what my part in it was. Now it's all irrelevant and I have to think of a new topic and start from scratch - four weeks work down the drain. I'm actually not upset that we aren't working together on this assignment. Now I can choose a topic more to my liking. I'm just surprised that she would get so far down the track with the organisation of it all and then just walk away.

Third, things never turn out the way you plan them. We had a weekend away. I took my reading material with me and every time I was still and quiet for more than a few minutes I took it out and did some work. Then the car broke down. No problem, I thought. I'll use the hour waiting for the RACQ and do some reading. I managed about 10 minutes before a sandstorm blew through the area and covered everything in a film of gritty, sticky sand. I'm still shaking it out of my hair and books.

Three strikes and you're out. I think I'll write this week off as a bad joke and start again tomorrow. Who knows, I might actually accomplish something this time round.

Boredom isn't often a problem in my life. I have so many things going on that I usually end up craving quiet time: a few spare minutes with no noise, no movement and no demands.

Now, on top of everything else, I have a blog to maintain. Why do I do it?

The answer is threefold yet simple:

I haven't done it before,
I like learning new things,
I have an innate 'need to know'.

This blog has been created in direct response to a course I'm doing at university so it will probably be used as a reflective space. With a bit of luck some of what I write here will be able to be used with different components of various assignments. So not only will I be avoiding boredom, I'll be saving time by using things in more than one way.

Don't you love efficient use of time?

Hopefully as I learn more, the space will also become more visually interesting.