OK, so perhaps I was a little optimistic...
You know when you get all fired up and you decide to do all these things and then the moment (and the energy that came with it) passes, and suddenly sanity and normality reassert themselves, and you don't actually do all those things you said you were gunna? Yeah? That's me.
Four times a week; what, was I on drugs? I normally have trouble coming up with something interesting to say about my life once a week.
Of course people who know me (and if you don't know me, I'm a little surprised you're here, but 'welcome' anyway), know that I'm like this, full of good intentions and boundless procrastination in about equal measure. It's not that I'm lazy, I'm not, I'm just easily distracted. I'm always on the hunt for the new before I've really got a hold of the old. Which is a massive productivity killer. I am, to put it bluntly, not a good finisher. Starter, yes, you'd be hard pressed to find someone who can start as fast and strong as me, enthusiasm coming out of my ears (interesting visual image there). But there is a significant chance that, unless I remain enthralled throughout, I'm going to be wandering off the beaten path to somewhere new pretty soon.
It's something I've managed largely to contain and constrain in my professional life, but in my private life, I still struggle with it a bit. I think I mentioned the word 'discipline' in the previous entry, and that's probably the nub of it all. Lack of Discipline. Not sure if that ever appeared on a school report card, but it probably should have. Of course, at school the only discipline that seems to be of concern is whether you're swinging from the rafters firing spitballs in every direction. And the structure for formal study at any level is built into the institution as clearly as the buildings, you don't really need to provide any if your own.
In any case, I'm trying to add some discipline to this blog, write more often, practice the craft even if its not endlessly fascinating. We'll see how it goes.
And how are things in India, I hear you ask? Well I'm nearly done. The job will continue, but largely it will continue without me. The tasks remaining will take several months at least and would involve me only peripherally at most. And it's just time for me to leave.
I had planned to travel up to Agra and see the Taj Mahal, described to me by a few people as one of those things that exceed the hype, that pass expectations. But I just don't have the energy. I just want to be out of this country and home for a while. Besides which, there is an excellent chance that I'll be back in India for another job in the medium term and now that I have a bit of a feel for the place, I think I can manage a bit better next time when it comes to having the energy to do a bit of sightseeing. Plus the likely job is further north and thus closer to the more extravagant attractions of the sub-continent. At least in theory.
Plus, I've been invited to not one but two weddings this month, so there's a good chance to see some Indian culture up close and personal without fighting off crowds of tourists or travelling halfways across the country. Hopefully I'll have some photos to post then.
Four times a week; what, was I on drugs? I normally have trouble coming up with something interesting to say about my life once a week.
Of course people who know me (and if you don't know me, I'm a little surprised you're here, but 'welcome' anyway), know that I'm like this, full of good intentions and boundless procrastination in about equal measure. It's not that I'm lazy, I'm not, I'm just easily distracted. I'm always on the hunt for the new before I've really got a hold of the old. Which is a massive productivity killer. I am, to put it bluntly, not a good finisher. Starter, yes, you'd be hard pressed to find someone who can start as fast and strong as me, enthusiasm coming out of my ears (interesting visual image there). But there is a significant chance that, unless I remain enthralled throughout, I'm going to be wandering off the beaten path to somewhere new pretty soon.
It's something I've managed largely to contain and constrain in my professional life, but in my private life, I still struggle with it a bit. I think I mentioned the word 'discipline' in the previous entry, and that's probably the nub of it all. Lack of Discipline. Not sure if that ever appeared on a school report card, but it probably should have. Of course, at school the only discipline that seems to be of concern is whether you're swinging from the rafters firing spitballs in every direction. And the structure for formal study at any level is built into the institution as clearly as the buildings, you don't really need to provide any if your own.
In any case, I'm trying to add some discipline to this blog, write more often, practice the craft even if its not endlessly fascinating. We'll see how it goes.
And how are things in India, I hear you ask? Well I'm nearly done. The job will continue, but largely it will continue without me. The tasks remaining will take several months at least and would involve me only peripherally at most. And it's just time for me to leave.
I had planned to travel up to Agra and see the Taj Mahal, described to me by a few people as one of those things that exceed the hype, that pass expectations. But I just don't have the energy. I just want to be out of this country and home for a while. Besides which, there is an excellent chance that I'll be back in India for another job in the medium term and now that I have a bit of a feel for the place, I think I can manage a bit better next time when it comes to having the energy to do a bit of sightseeing. Plus the likely job is further north and thus closer to the more extravagant attractions of the sub-continent. At least in theory.
Plus, I've been invited to not one but two weddings this month, so there's a good chance to see some Indian culture up close and personal without fighting off crowds of tourists or travelling halfways across the country. Hopefully I'll have some photos to post then.

