Parkinson’s Law says that “Work expands so as to fill the time available for its completion.” I have become a living example of that tendency without realizing it.
In the past few weeks, I have set out for myself several avenues of ‘keeping busy’. I’ve got some projects started on the ranch, I’m kicking around some Piano Tech plans, I’ve taken over some household duties, and I’ve spent far too much time on computerized activities.
But, at least so far, none of those bring any money into the house. To meet that goal, I recently completed the requirements to be a substitute teacher here in Comfort, and I’ve been offered nearly daily work (at dismally small wages) keeping our young ones under observation while their normal keepers are unavailable. [ I'll be blogging about that experience later.]
Yesterday, as I was working out my schedule for the week with the High School secretary, I found myself asking for a day off to buy groceries!
At what point did it become an entire day’s task to buy groceries? Even with the drive included, it doesn’t take more than two hours to get there, dawdle in the store for a full hour, and get back. Still, I was somehow uncomfortable thinking about doing that after work.
I used to be able to do three things at once, and fit grocery shopping into the twenty minute window between my last meeting of the day and opening curtain. I sure hope I haven’t broken my multitasker.
