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21st Century Lesbian Trailer Trash

These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Location: California, United States

Friday, September 30, 2005

Quadrant I versus Quadrant II

I have a love-hate relationship with Fridays. I love Friday because I get 2 days off. I hate Fridays for a variety of reasons.

1. Everyone wants a piece of me because I will be gone for 2 days.
2. I have to jimmy the schedule together with spit and glue and hope it holds until Monday morning. If it doesn't, I could conceivably be forced to go back in before Monday.
3. I have to consider the mountain that will be awaiting me on Monday morning.
4. I have to flagellate myself about all of the things I should do over the weekend but probably won't do because I will be too tired.
5. I start taking bets with myself as to how many phone calls I will receive from the nurses and what percentage of said calls will yank me out of a deep sleep between midnight and 6 a.m.

Still. It's 2 days of mostly me time. This weekend I will be considering Stephen Covey's 7 Habits of Highly Effective People. Our corporation is requiring all administrative personnel to attend the workshop. We had the first half this past week. Much to my surprise, I am deeply into the 4 Quadrants.

Covey posits that there are 4 quadrants to life in general. Quadrant I is urgent and important. Quadrant II is not urgent but important. Quadrant III is urgent but not important. Quadrant IV is neither important nor urgent. In fact, QIV consists of time wasters like television and excessive computer time.

I take some umbrage with QIV simply because some of the best people I know, I met in Computer Land. But that's not my area of focus right now. At the moment, I am trying to figure out how to get out of QI and spend the bulk of my time in QII; not just at work but in my life.

I have visions of an uncluttered desk, a calm workday, a clean home, and all bills payed on time. Visions of a healthy body and a healthy mind. Visions of Me Time that is not fraught with shoulda, coulda, woulda, and still hafta.

Can NursePam keep her head out of the clouds long enough to get there? Stay tuned.

Kinja, the weblog guide


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