This week has been utterly manic…..Meetings, journeys, end-of-term gatherings in both infant and junior schools, funerals, more meetings,- and I’m thriving on it.
On Monday, for example, I had to finish my letter and articles for the parish mag before departing for a meeting at 11.00, 20 miles away. This was followed by another meeting back here, then yet another one in sunny Gloucester. Thanks to chronic inability to keep a sensible diary, I also had to produce a draft “Families Welcome at St M’s” leaflet to take to the second of these meetings. So, instead of footling around for hours, I got the whole lot done, to a perfectly reasonable standard, in the space after Morning Prayer, and felt absolutely wonderful :-)
Yesterday was the same: with only half an hour at home all day, I managed to get letters written that I'd been avoiding for ages, and make 3 difficult phonecalls. If the day had been emptier, I might just have got it all done by bedtime, but only just…and I would certainly have chuntered loudly as I went along.
So I clearly need to build more deadlines into my life.
The question is, how?
I fear that I simply won’t take self imposed ones seriously, but it’s clearly not appropriate to leave everything till the last minute,- if only because there is so much in ministry that is long-term, rather than urgent…but probably more important than many of the things that are jumping up and down demanding attention.
I think I need a personal time keeper (who might also manage to persuade me to depart for a meeting in advance of the time I’m actually supposed to arrive…maybe). Meanwhile, you can tell that there are gaps in the diary today...I could be sorting out the worship for the old people's home on Sunday, but here I am blogging. Incorrigible :-(