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I discovered yesterday that I really thought I was a week behind on the November ads at work, only to discover I actually finished them two days before the actual keying deadline. A nice, happy accident.
This is mostly because I
was behind on the calendar printouts I keep as hard copies for each month, with key deadlines hand written on them, so they don't get lost in the sea of task reminders I have plugged into Outlook. I kept not getting around to replacing August with September, which was a mistake. Clearly I got halfway through September and, although I evidently had a kind of sense memory of the deadlines, I assumed my deadline was Friday last week, and even emailed Shelley and Noah about how it would be this week before I got them done.
I was sort of surprised Shelley never followed up to ask when it would get done. She did, however, ask if I could get it done this week (often I don't get it done until Monday or Tuesday when technically the deadline is Friday) because Noah is going to Expo East next week. Already on it! I hadn't registered the actual deadline even when that email happened.
I did, however, realize I needed to update the printed calendar. And then when I looked up the document with the deadlines on it and realized: oh. I actually had until Friday
this week!
This time I printed out month calendars for the rest of the year: September, October, November, December. This way I could also notate my vacation days the week of Thanksgiving and the week prior to Christmas, so I could ascertain where to shift other deadlines accordingly.
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I was talking to Amanda yesterday, and she noticed a photo of pigs on my laptop desktop image. "Are those pigs?" she asked. I explained to her that I have a rotating slide show themed by month, and for September I use photos from the Washington State Fair (which happens in September).
We then got into a discussion about how I list and cross-reference everything in my life, and how related that is to how well suited I am to my job, which, as a compulsive list maker, is really just management, in one form or another, of lists. Usually very big lists, but still lists. I love lists!
She noted that most people don't operate in their personal lives so similarly to how they approach their jobs. I never really thought of that before.
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As for my evening last night, Shobhit had an evening work shift and I went to Steamworks. This made two visits in a row that were kind of a bust—I got no meaninful action, but I witnessed plenty that made it better than the last time I went, anyway.
Beyoncé performed here in Seattle last night, and Shobhit texted that this might make Steamworks slower than usual. As if all the gays in the land would be at the Beyoncé concert. It was pretty slow indeed, but no more so than any average early Thursday evening. My problem, as always, is I just can't stay awake late enough for when it gets busier. I'd still say the experience was . . . fine.
I got back before Shobhit got home from work, and I was in bed relatively early. As I lay in bed waiting to go to sleep, I realized I could hear music, clearly from a distant concert. And then I realized, holy shit, I must be hearing the Beyoncé concert! At first I thought, how could that be, if she's at Climate Pledge Arena at Seattle Center? I looked it up, and that's not where she was: she performed at Lumen Field.
The two venues are roughly the same distance away from the condo, about two miles. But, Lumen Field is open air, a sports stadium, and Climate Pledge Arena is enclosed. I often hear distant train horns in the night and marvel at how far the sound travels, but this was the first time I could hear a concert. I love Beyoncé, but I found myself thinking about people in residential buildings a matter of blocks away. That had to be very loud and distracting. I'm glad I don't live closer to those stadiums south of Downtown.
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[posted 12:58 pm]
