This morning I woke up with my face smashed up against something unyeilding that clearly wasn’t my pillow. And of all the exciting ways a story like that could end… it turns out that, in an effort to clear my mind before I shut the lights off last night, I wrote out a list of “critical” to-do items, and then promptly fell asleep on top of it.
Just so we’re clear, critical to-do items currently number forty-two. They range from paying bills to hitting up the local farmers auction for hay, and renting that bobcat to clear out the rest of the rubble pile before it starts snowing.
I’d estimate I’ve got between one and three weeks to plow through this list, depending on how time-sensitive some of the items are, and how long the weather holds out.
The good news is… I have a list. With the rapidly-fading daylight it’s impossible to find large blocks of time to work on things outdoors in the evening, so I’ve been trying to maximize one-hour increments of time where I can get them. Two days ago I spent an hour working with a flashlight to build a screen for the window of the chicken coop (which wasn’t getting enough daylight to keep the Nugs laying.) Last night I did an extended version of farm chores. Tonight I worked through some long-ignored emails (the result of which is that the new site design for DIYdiva should be launching early next week. Yay? I think yay.)
Usually I work right up until I drop, and my eyeballs don’t see the light of day again until I wake up with my face smashed against a spiral-bound notebook, but every once in a while I find myself with an empty hour at the end of the day. So here’s a question for you guys… what’s the biggest impact you find you can make on your life in just one hour? What’s the thing that makes you most grateful you spent your time that way?