Conversing With The Calendar

Guide to Scheduling Serenity.

Well, picture this scene, my dear chums: The grand assembly of tasks, goals, and priorities, all poised to dance upon the stage of my calendar. With a dash of integrity and a dollop of determination, we embark on the noble quest to be unfettered, unbound by the chains of chaos.

Now, let me tell you, achieving emotional liberation is no stroll through the daisies. Nay, it’s akin to scaling Everest in one’s slippers! But fear not, for the venerable Atharva Veda whispers sagely: “Channelize thy skills to create and distribute wealth.” Wise words indeed, my friends.

Ah, but how to court a conversation with my calendar? In the days of my superwoman escapades, I’d earmark a scant half-hour for reading, closing the book with the precision of a clock’s chime. Forsooth, the secret lies in the calendar’s embrace, for it allows one to honor commitments, to be prepared, and to avoid the perilous pitfall of overload.

Let us embark on this merry jaunt through the land of scheduling, shall we? With only 168 hours to conduct our soulful symphony, every moment is precious. So, we sift through the chaff, employing the noble art of amputate-activate-aggregate-allocate. A Google Calendar and a trusty Google Keep list serve as our tools in this grand endeavor.

Step one: The good stuff first! Self-care, hobby time, frolics with friends, moments of silence, and bursts of creativity—all find their place upon the canvas of our calendar. And let us not forget the cherished time with significant others, for neglecting such moments would be akin to neglecting the very essence of life itself.

Next, the deep stuff—tackled in the early morn or when our energies soar highest. For me, creativity blossoms before the clock strikes eleven and again as twilight descends upon the world.

A placeholder for the unexpected, a buffer for the weary soul, and a sprinkle of wabi-sabi philosophy of is incomplete, imperfect and impermanent, to season the mix—these are the ingredients of our scheduling stew. Negotiation, realism, and the occasional rescheduling dance hand in hand, ensuring harmony amidst the chaos.

And lo, as the day draws to a close, let us revel in the triumph of an empty calendar—a testament to a job well done. For an empty calendar is not a void to be feared but a canvas awaiting the strokes of purpose and fulfillment.

So, my dear friends, may your days be as bright as the sun, your schedules as orderly as a well-tended garden, and your hearts as light as feathers on the breeze. Off you go now, and seize the day with all the gusto of a true Wodehousian hero! Cheers!

My Day is your Your Day…have a great one.

Yours unfettered Lady Agatha Ironstead.