So... I was going to come up with something pithy and beautiful to write about this week, but alas I have entered the eleventh hour once again, and I don’t have such a post ready. That means that this post will once again be a summary of my week here in Budapest.
Let’s start right after the blog post published last week.
Saturday actually turned into a “do all the things I skipped for a week” kind of day. Because I flew Friday and arrived and crashed on Saturday the week before and wasn’t sleeping properly the rest of the first week, I had a bunch of little things that needed to be done last Saturday. I decided instead of heading out early I would instead stay here at the apartment, finish my chores, and then head out.
I'm a bit OCD about many things. Every day before I leave work I have to position my keyboard and mouse just so... My dual computer monitors can't be on different levels... In fact I find it hard to work in a cluttered environment. I have to clean my office (room) every time I get ready to start a major project. I also really like for things to be symmetrical.
When people break the few basic rules that I am aware of in the English language, I can hardly stand it. Especially rules that should be understood by everyone who speaks or writes English.
Here are a couple of the ones that bother me particularly badly.
I get a bit irritated occasionally at how uninformed people can be.
I try to tell myself that they just don’t understand and it’s not their fault that they don’t know better, but at times it can be difficult to remove the person from the ridiculous thing they just said.
In recognition of the fact that there are people out there who are uninformed about various things, things that occasionally peeve me, I guess it’s my duty to work to educate them.
I was thinking this evening about how strange my writing habits are these days. Some days I write several thousand words just for the fun of it. Other day’s I don’t write anything at all.
As I was thinking about it some I wondered what makes the difference in whether I write or not. I couldn't come to a definitive conclusion on the matter, but I think the truth probably lies somewhere between whether I feel like I have something to write about and whether I’m just super lazy.
But here we go... some random things that I've been thinking about lately.
I knew yesterday morning that I needed to get some level of methodology and scheduling back into my life. After a month an a half of running the business end of the fall season on my dads farm I needed to get some things caught up, finished and figured out. A month of running from one fire to another trying to stay just ahead of the flames has a way of leaving a number of things that just don’t get done.