Day 33 - Time Management

I suck at time management. I literally can waste hours meandering the Internet, googling this or that. Dave says I'm like a sponge and he is sometimes wowed by my thirst for research and reading. I like this view he has of me, gobbling up knowledge.

But lately I'm ashamed at my ability to wile away hours on the net. Perhaps the new goal sheet magnifies each pointless peruse. I mean I got shit to do (see sidebar)! And with a bag of fresh new canvasses and unopened paint tubes staring at me accusingly, I gotta knuckle down.

I believe in balance. And while no-mind time remains a priority, my current habits provide nil of this. For someone so angered by the very sound of the television and its life-consuming wormholes that warp the time-space continuum, I am embarrassingly fond of Netscape's escapes.

Perhaps this medium hypocrisy simply highlights my true nature as a control freak. I maintain control over the time and speed to which I browse, whereas the T.V. (which, in my distaste, I've quarantined to one small room) confines my viewing to only what's playing.

All right, o.k. Never mind the analytical mumbo. Point is: I'm busybusy with goal goal goal. How do I carve out quality time with my self doing a necessary amount of nothing, and yet balance that with my new zest for goal-reaching?