I finally–possibly for the first time ever–completed an entire list of things to do. There’s an incredibly satisfying feeling to putting a long, black mark across an action you’ve taken.
I’m learning that, really, I love those black marks. Moreover, it feels really good to look at a day and see that it is full of black marks. Frequently, the reason I can’t get those black marks is because I procrastinate in a very strange sort of way. It’s not very… “I’ll do it later.” It’s more like, “Well, because of x, y, and z I can’t function and do ‘a’ and ‘b’. Therefore, once x, y, and z line up, I will do ‘a’ and ‘b’.” Though certainly, there are points where that is very true, there are other points where that is very wrong, and I don’t do ‘a’ and ‘b’ because I’m scared or lazy.
For example, today, I needed to order the bingo balls and the new exercise video. It’s not that I was terrified of asking, but I was afraid that my department wasn’t important enough to even approach the administration about such a minute thing as “Can I use the card to pay for this?” Thus, paying for the videos was not accomplished until about 4:40. It was one of the most satisfying feelings in the world, though.
I think, especially around the residents, I need to be professional, clear, and tactful. It’s very easy to become intimidated thereby becoming sloppy, less precise, boyish even. And although it’s cute, it doesn’t accomplish the task and the residents become either frustrated or confused. Neither being a result we want.
john.