A Womans Blog

Ok, so I’m a bit of a fanatic. But Worst Week has become my absolute favorite show. To avoid double-dipping, I’m just going to say please visit this site here and read why I feel like I do. And if you came here from Twitter please forgive me. It was not my intention to double tweet. This blog send automatic updates to Twitter when I post a new article. Earlier, when I sent my first tweet about Worst Week, I didn’t realize I would be writing this. So apologies, and I will try never ever to double-tweet again.

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It’s like this. I was driving somewhere I don’t normally drive at a time I’m not normally driving. And I was commandeering my big a## truck   mothership down the smallest, tightest, most poorly designed street where apparently everyone and their mother parks. Imagine if you will, on this smallest of small streets a huge bucket truck. And me. Let’s just say in order to avoid colliding with another car coming at me, I choose the bucket truck. It just looks like the better option, doesn’t it?Well, sparing all the boring details, I was shaken up a little. Friends & eFriends alike sent messages wishing me well. Progressive is (so far) being the most awesome insurance company I could ever hope for. They reserved a rental car for me, as well as finding an auto body shop with a 100% guarantee.And my  big a## truck   mothership looks like it was attacked with a massive can opener. The side panels are totally exposed. Completely open.I, however, am fine, as are all the vehicle occupants.  And that is the most important part of this story.  

Yesterday, I wrote about my pledge to sensuality, my desire to fully seize and experience life. One thing I have realized is my propensity to try and work on 3-4 tasks at once. I watch TV, fold clothes, read email and drink tea, all at the same time. What happens is I no longer do any one of these activities well. And, I when I finish these things, I find only one really caught my attention. I either didn’t see what happened on TV or had no idea what my tea tasted like or didn’t really pay attention to what my friend said in her email. I think one key reason I haven’t fully lived is because my attention has been distracted and divided. I think to really achieve what I want, I have to be single-minded. I need to give my attention fully to one task at a time. That is when I can really achieve that moment of Carpe Diem.