Plates. Phones. Focus.
The UPS delivery man has gone to the wrong house. Again. I may have to wait the whole weekend for my new phone.
It’s thrown into sharp relief just how I’m easily distracted by something I don’t actually need. I blame the summer slow down in work load. There are new things to do but they are small, and there’s no real meat to chew on, more like a sushi bar conveyor than a Sunday carvery. Everyone is on holiday, at the Edinburgh Fesitval, or both.
Spinning more plates with less food on the make focusing difficult and more neccessary. There are design leads to pick up and chase, older jobs currently getting overhauls, and also now is the time to start writing and plotting ideas for next years Edinburgh festival. I’m doing ‘New Stuff’ at the comedy store on Sunday, which will probably be the beginnings of what I’ve got in mind.
So the key is, focus. I…..(doorbell rings while typing)…Hurray, the UPS man has come back!….