How to Be Disorganized in One Easy Lesson
February 8, 2018|Posted in: Uncategorized
I’ll be the first to admit that I am not the most disciplined guy in the world. It’s not my fault: there are just too many things that I want to do, and they’re constantly interfering with the things I need to do.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
People accuse me of having ADHD; happens all the time, but I’m not sure. I’m not the sort that gets completely distracted at every new shiny object, nor do I really bounce around from project to project. There are just certain things I find much easier to focus on: a gorgeous day with perfect wind and perfect swells. A brand-new craft beer place opening in my neighborhood. An all-night puppet slam.
You’ll note that “earning my paycheck” isn’t on that list.
It’s not the I don’t enjoy my job, but as someone wiser than I once said, “The best job in the world is still a JOB … and some days you just don’t want to go to work.” For me, those days are the ones where there is something else (specific) that I want to do. In other words, all the time.
It’s not so much an attention deficit as it is trying to get stuff out of the way so I can focus my attention on what I WANT. But of course, that leads to other problems. I took my bike in for some brake work a couple weeks ago (as you might suspect, brakes are EXTREMELY important to those of us brave enough to bike in The City by the Bay …).
Guy called me a couple hours later, saying “You really need a new chain, and this gear is worn, blah blah blah!” And I was like, Dude, whatever! Just fix the damn thing (what needed to happen) so I can get back to riding it (what I WANTED to happen). It was all good until I got a bill that was more than half what I paid for the bike new. I quickly scanned the receipt; everything on there was something I kinda remembered him saying on the phone. Problem is, my focus was somewhere else, and I neglected to ask about costs.
There was also this time last summer when I got this huge charge on my credit card statement. I barely use my card and try to pay it off every month, so the total was nearly double the usual amount because of this one charge.
What was the charge for? I had no idea. The name of the company looked like it was in code, and the purchase description looked like a car’s VIN. I called the bank and complained, and the charge was removed (I know, I know … you’re supposed to talk to the merchant first. But I couldn’t tell who the merchant WAS, and neither could the girl on the phone).
Feeling pretty smug until about a week later when I got a package from UPS: a photo printer that works from your phone. That’s when I remembered: I had been shopping for a birthday present for my mom, but I wanted to go to a lecture by Caroll Spinney so I was in a hurry. By the time I received my statement, I had completely forgotten the purchase.
I’m sure there is a better way to go about this, but I don’t know what that is. I mean, I’ve been this way most of my life. I have tried every organizational method known to man, with no luck. It’s frustrating, because the only thing I know for sure is that I’m forgetting SOMEthing while I write this … and writing this could be a disaster because I really want to be packing to go snowboarding.