I don't know what I'd do without the
calendar on my wall.
Friday at work I performed one of my
annual tasks, which was replacing the big giant calendar on my office
wall. Why a big, giant calendar, you ask? Well, I answer. what with
there being the three Jims I often joke about (Radio Jim, History
Jim, and TV Jim) I find myself doing a lot of different, unrelated
things, often at different, unrelated times. I might have to go from
a TV shooting to work to a tour, all in the course of a few hours,
and what with me not being the most, well, organized person in the
world, I have come to rely on the calendar to tell me where I have to
be and when I have to be there.
I realize I'm decidedly old school in
my approach to this; most people will just shove all the info into
their phone and be done with it. But the big calendar on my wall
covers all twelve months of the year at a glance. And since many of
the things I have to do (or things for which I get “volunteered”)
are weeks or months away, it's nice to have the whole year laid out
at a glance without having to swipe from screen to screen, so if any
conflicts pop up they're noted right away.
Did I ever think my life would get to
the point where I'd come to depend upon looking at a calendar to see
what I have coming up? Certainly not. And in my naivete I thought
that once I started saying “no” to a few things Center that I'd
have more time to do nothing at all. But you know that saying about
nature abhorring a vacuum? Well, it's apparently true. I have no
idea how it's true, but it is true. I now find myself busier than
I've ever been, and trust me—those of you who've been reading this
for a long time know I was kind of busy to start with.
I'm not complaining, mind you, I just
find it...interesting. Very, very interesting.
For instance, my calendar tells me that
for this week I have a haircut, several meetings for the upcoming
Kaufman history show, that I need to write a newspaper article for
that very same show, some Noquemanon stuff, the fact that I have to
get up early (ugh) to show the Lake Superior Community Partnership
Leadership Academy how a radio station works Thursday, and—oh--a TV
show Friday, and you can see why I kind of rely upon it.
(And just as an aside, who schedules a
week like that right after the holidaze? I mean, what kind of sane
person does that?)
However, there are two nice things I
wrote on the calendar Friday. “Leipzig” in late April, and
“France” in early September. It almost makes everything else I
wrote on it—starting with a haircut tonight—worth it.
Really, it does.
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