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GTD.

I cleared out something like 150 unread emails from my backlog today. I still have about 125 more to go, but I cannot describe how wonderfully freeing it is to make a dent in what was becoming an un-manageable mess of modern communication. I used to chastise people who didn’t respond to an email in one day (“Who doesn’t have time to send a quick reply?!”). Now I average…I don’t even want to guess how long some of the messages in my inbox await a reply.

Thanks to Howard’s recommendation, I’m Getting Things Done. GTD. It’s awesome. I’m going to be so super organized. Just watch.

Seriously, winter. What. The. F.
This was the scene outside starting sometime around 4 pm on Saturday and lasting well into the evening. It was the perfect setting for a quiet night in with steaks, wine and a full Tivo…but the snow at this point is beyond absurd. We’ve had four full months of alternating deep snow/deep freeze days. It’s a whole production getting dressed to run out for a gallon of milk or to take the dog for a walk. I’m honestly exhausted by it and feeling desperate for some signs of spring.

Seriously, winter. What. The. F.

This was the scene outside starting sometime around 4 pm on Saturday and lasting well into the evening. It was the perfect setting for a quiet night in with steaks, wine and a full Tivo…but the snow at this point is beyond absurd. We’ve had four full months of alternating deep snow/deep freeze days. It’s a whole production getting dressed to run out for a gallon of milk or to take the dog for a walk. I’m honestly exhausted by it and feeling desperate for some signs of spring.