Where in the world am I today?: North Vancouver, BC, Canada
It’s been an interesting week… I always have to deal with “THE PILE” when I get home from a trip, and by “THE PILE” I mean the stack of stuff that’s collected on my desk while I’ve been away, phone messages, bills, letters, what have you, the stuff that I’ve brought home from the trip that needs to be dealt with, accounting, thank you letters and general admin stuff, but then also things like unpacking, laundry, general care and feeding of props etc. – I roll all of this into one convenient term “The PILE.”
Dealing with “THE PILE” it typically my first order of business when I get home from a trip. Once I get through the fairly mundane tasks I feel like I can more comfortably settle into my daily routine at home. This time around, although I’ve been making steady progress on dealing with “THE PILE” it’s taking far longer and somehow seems like less of a priority than it usually is when I get back from trips. I think that this in part because I came home from Oklahoma having picked up some sort of bug which has had me more or less house ridden for the week. I did get out to visit the walk-in clinic on Tuesday, but there’s been a lot of time just spent letting my body fight the bug (ie crashed out on bed)… Oh… The added complication of my young son Owen getting his pinky smashed in a door jam and needing extra TLC this week has also mean a complete shift in priorities, and a general slowing to the pace at which I typically attacked “THE PILE.”
I think on some level I’ve always sort of looked at dealing with “THE PILE” a bit like the fight between the Rebel Alliance and the Evil Galactic Empire in STAR WARS… “THE PILE” representing a menacing threat to the freedom of my day which must be FORCE-ably dealt with with a one minded focus and determination. Even after the destruction of the DEATH STAR-like workload associated with this trip to Oklahoma, I know that the Empire will Strike Back with it’s same old tricks on the next journey I take to entertain the masses and bring mirth to the world…
OK, so maybe that’s a bit of a stretch, but come on… If you can’t make it fun, then it really does become just a fairly mundane set of tasks that aren’t nearly as much fun as stepping out in front of an audience and feeling the waves of laughter… Find the fun in even the mundane and the journey becomes that much more enjoyable..
