Over this past weekend, it occurred to me that I may be the world’s least productive busy person.
I was trying to catch up on the multitude of emails in my inbox. (Some are over a month old.) As I tried to explain my tardy responses, I realized I don’t have a single good excuse for not being more prompt. My friends may or may not accept my reason, but the truth is this: I keep busy while accomplishing very little.
I’m not bragging, people. I’m not proud. I don’t really understand how I became the world’s least productive busy person, but now that I know, something must be done about it. And that’s on me to figure out.
I know I’m not lazy. Far from it. I think I just need to be better-focused. I think I need to be a lot better-focused. And probably a whole lot more.
Wish me luck.