My brain never stops, from the moment I wake until I finally sleep. First thing in the morning, and I mean first thing – bam – I’m already planning my day. I know I’m generally bossy, my kids and husband will attest to that. Others may think I’m quiet, but I’m not. I’ve worked in a range of roles, sometimes I was the supervisor, the boss.
Now I’m a checkout chick, which is probably not a politically correct way to describe what I do. My point is, all I have to do is go to work, and come home. I’m not involved in any planning in the workplace at all. I don’t mind, I’ve enough to be doing at home, I don’t need or want more distractions. In the quiet periods at work I find myself thinking of improvements to the workplace, which is crazy. Thankfully the quiet periods are few. I’m training my brain to switch off the part that sees potential improvements, choosing instead to focus on my stories, planning new ones.
It struck me today, as I left my editing at home to go into my paid job, that my brain never stops. I literally can’t sit and do nothing. I can’t not have plans, ideas, things I want to do. For instance, now as I write this, I have a list in my head of at least seven other things I want to do.
I don’t think it’d matter if I retired or got older, my brain would still be ticking over at a hundred miles an hour. It drives hubby crazy, but keeps me sane.
Focus on one thing at a time? Ha, not me! Two more short writing tasks, then back to editing. Happy Monday everyone!