Right now I’m supposed to be finishing a mini-cookbook. It’s an add-on to my novel. Since one of the main characters is a wonderful cook, I’ve decided that her recipes might be a desirable item. Anyway, I’m supposed to be finishing it right now. The reason I know that is because I just tweeted it. I believe what I said was, “finishing today no matter what.” Yet here I am blogging. Insert “sigh” here. I’m also mulling a post about my thirteen year old daughter for my website. Hence, today’s topic: Time Management.

I have too much to do. I know I’m not the only one; it’s a common ailment these days. I’m blogging when I should be cleaning, cooking when I should be writing, walking the dog when I should be organizing my office. I actually missed a conference call on time management because I wasn’t organized enough to make sure I had a charged phone on which to take the call. Thankfully, I’ve never forgotten to pick up my children, though my youngest does seem to worry that I will.

Sadly, I have no incredible insight or advice with which to wrap up this piece. My motive, other than the usual “avoid doing what I’m supposed to be doing” is to tell you that, if you have this problem, you’re not alone. We all have to figure out, by trial and error, what works for us. I have decided I’m going back to my Daytimer. I tried to go technological here but it didn’t work for me. I’m also taking up writing lists.

I might have more to say on this topic but I’ll have to let it go for now. My thirteen year old just called to tell me that her spelling bee starts now. I forgot to write it down.