Thursday, April 27, 2006

Step 2: Where am I at the moment.

So. I need to know where I am now ... how far do I need to go to get where I want to be?

My daily schedule isn't actually too far out.

5am Rise

This varies between 4.30 and 5.30 and I never use an alarm clock. I have an hour to clear the overnights and set up for the day.

6am Start transition to Office.

Because I pick up kids from school, I need to get to the office early and get in as much time as I can before mid afternoon.

7am-2.45pm Office time.

Sometimes I take a lunch. Most days I just walk over to the student center and get something to take back to my desk. Lately my boss and I are trying to walk more at lunch by trekking to a local sandwich shop.

2.45-7.30pm Kid time. Dinner time. Karate classes.

My wife goes to work late so she can drop them off at school. I leave early to pick them up and fix dinner. The spousal unit, bless her gizzard, is not a cook. Luckily, I am, so I fix dinner. (Confession: we eat take out too much. I don't like it, but the logistics of making meals that the kids won't eat are killing me.) My girls study karate at the local dojo. Sometimes they don't like it, but I see how it's helping them and I make them go. What that means is 4 nights a week, I'm at the dojo with one or the other of them.

7.30-11pm My time.

I need to put in an hour on work stuff here to "make my eight" and wrap up whatever loose ends my brain can still process. I don't get too anal about it because I usually work 7 days a week. It's easier to stay in the zone than jump in and out of it. I'll spend several hours on the weekends thinking, planning, and -- lately -- mindmapping in between household chores and such.

I have a monthly subscription to the local video store and for a time, I was catching up on movies in this time slot. I also like to watch some anime here. While I don't necessarily enjoy all of it, there are some shows that have been fabulous and the cultural differences between US and Japan tweak my noggin.

11pm Bed Time.

I prefer to go to bed at 10 because 11-5 is only 6 hrs. Unfortunately, I more frequently push it to 12, leaving only 5 hrs sleep a night. It's been like that for years so I'm not sure how serious it is. Lately I find I need a bit more sleep than that. Over a week, the sleep deprivation builds up and I wind up being groggy at in-opportune times. I find myself napping in the car while waiting for the kids at karate, or nodding out in my chair in the evening.

The only way this really changes on the weekend is we don't have to deal with school or karate, and I don't go to the office. My work is largely in my head and I have almost as good a connection in my house as in my office. The only real difference is the uplink speed is a bit faster at the office. My set-up is such that I always have all my tools at hand at all times. I like it that way because it means I can take advantage of various inspirations whether or not I'm "at work."

The reality is that I'm always at work, even when I'm chaperoning the kids scootering in the park. I don't carry a computer, but I do carry a cell phone and mp3 player.

My 7 year old asked my wife if I were depressed because I never leave my desk.

Interesting question.


Lesley said...

I think you work too much Nate. I really do.

Barbara said...

Urg, Nathan. (I do no think I ever got "used to" calling you Nate, as everyone else does. If you prefer that, please say, otherwise it stays Nathan.

I digress. Your schedule sounds a bit wild-- not unlike my own. All my four chidlren are age 21+ and there are two young grandchildren in the picture as well. I decided at some crazy poiint fiver years ago when I was in grad school that I needed to take on another job so I work 60 hours a week (week-end? does it end?.

Not trying to one-up or anything. Just saying that I share your thoughts and your pain, really. I refuse to get a cell phone or an mp3 player (although I sometimes lust for the latter).

My partner and I find 20 minutes here or there to share work events, eaet a meal together or whatever.

Life is weird, how it all turns out.

Every once ina while I have a whole day off and I drive to New Hampshire to play with my 2-1/2 yr old granddaughter, Nola, for the entire day. We walk to the library, draw and giggle a lot. It is amazing and I dont think I would appreciate it as much if I saw her every day.

Nathan, I think you think too much. You cannot grasp it all, the life and death thing. It is far too big.

okay, back to library work--