At exactly 11:14pm I sat down to write my
article for 10 Magazine. It was to be a 650 word informative article about Flipside Fitness and our new boxing club. Snickers was
out of the house, out of city actually, attending a meeting with our sponsor so
I wasn’t expecting him home any time soon.
I figured I’d walk my four-legged cuties and then settle into my office
chair, get all comfy cozy and start my article.
By 1:14am, I only had 180 words on my
computer screen, three of which were my name so that didn’t really count.
By 2:14am, I was at 200 words but that’s
only because I had totally scrapped the earlier draft to start fresh.
… and then the perpetual-like stream of distractions
started.
- Balboa peed in the bathroom.
- Decided to try to teach him to pee in the bathroom.
- Gave him lots of water, trying to make him pee again and sat around trying to catch him
- Bathroom instantly became their favourite “hang out” spot because they weren’t allowed in it before.
- Pyen Chi learned how to open the toilet lid.
- Pacquiao fell into the toilet.
- Showered Pacquiao.
- Discovered I hadn’t washed the pup’s towel.
- Did one massive load of laundry.
- Blow dried Pacquiao.
- The excitement of the hair dryer meant I then had to take him out to go pee.
- Took all 3 four-legged cuties for a walk.
- Ran into a friend of mine who owns a local bakery.
- Helping him unload the delivery truck turned into coffee for me and bread for the pups
- Returned home and got distracted by the recycling piled up in my front door.
- Collected all my recycling stuff and took it out side.
- Decided to take the garbage out while I was at it.
- Came back in and decided to rearrange all the shoes in my shoe closet.
- Decided to throw out a pair of shoes.
- Headed back outside to add my shoes to my garbage pile.
- Ran into my landlady who had just woken up.
- Ended up helping her clean up the apartment main stairwell.
- Returned home to realize Snickers was still not back.
- Video called Snickers, he was at the tattoo shop with our sponsor.
- Sat back down to continue on my article and realized the laundry was done washing.
- Hung up all the laundry.
Yup, this was the scene that played out
tonight from exactly 2:14am to 8:40am when I finally called it a night and went to sleep. I should note too that I did actually get my
first draft done, completed it at exactly 6:13am. I finished it 6 hours and 59 minutes after
I initially started but I did stay true
to my claim that I wouldn’t go to bed until I got it done. Sure I was incredibly distracted (I didn’t
even touch base on the distractions of Facebook), but it’s done... the
first draft that is.
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