Hello Eager Readers,

If you have been following this blog from the very beginning (uh… all the way back to early May!), you may have noticed that last weekend’s addition wasn’t forthcoming. Yipes, missing!  I hope no one sent out a rescue party, because the essence of the entry was here in my tiny brain the whole time.  The topic?  PROCRASTINATION.

Since my first post, I have become increasingly alert in scanning my surroundings for potential topics, interesting tidbits and unusual observations.  Just last week, I was informed by my hiking partner, Ron, that my one-liner quotient rises exponentially right before I need to publish.  I didn’t realize it was that obvious. Perhaps you will accept his observation as truth of my subconscious blogging work-in-progress!

I am a doer.  I create lists, lists and more lists.  Then I delight in striking off completed items using bold, firm strokes with a fat-ended pen.  Some days that list comprises a daunting catalogue.  Others, not so much even if padded with tiny to-do’s such as cleaning out Kitty’s box.  Occasionally I am thrilled to far exceed even my list’s expectations with  add-ons accomplished.

I also consider myself a hypo-manic overachiever.  Multitasking is my thing.  My successful 20 year career as an Emergency Room Nurse is good evidence of this.  In the ER,  the never-ending mountain of doctors’ orders competes with the multitudes of urgent, sometimes life-threatening patient needs in the midst of ever-changing priorities.

So, what happened last week?

I was distracted by the creation of two presentations (or gigs, as I call them) I was to deliver at a conference in Medicine Hat.  I like writing and presenting but was seemingly unable to move forward with my blog OR the gigs despite their heightened status on my Weekly To Do List and looming deadlines. Concurrent projects shouldn’t have been so difficult for someone as driven as I usually am.

I can only conclude that my energetic creativity has suddenly become sluggish and unidirectional.  This time it was impossible for me to race through everything at once as has been my habit. Now that the presentations have been hilariously delivered and this blog is nearing publication, it’s clear I have unintentionally – and without my knowledge – evolved from the hare into the tortoise.  And just as unexpectedly, I’m pretty OK with that.