There have been times in the past when I’ve felt busy but this is the first time I can think of where my personal life seems more frantic & cluttered than my working life.  Not only are there a lot of demands on my time for my recovery but there are a bunch of creative projects I’m working on as well as a growing pile little things waiting to be done.  Over the past month or so, the thought has entered my head that I need to work smarter.  For example, I need to walk regularly to exercise the leg – how can I combine that with Geocaching to do both at the same time?
Where possible I’ve used technology to manage things for me.  Exercise is tracked through one app which links with another where I track my food.  It’s meant that I can concentrate on other things and let it do what it needs to do in the background.
But I’ve seen my personal life start to creak at the edges again during August.  Walking, whilst overall very good across the month thanks to the Uberwalk, has been spikey.  Similarly a fantastic first half of August in terms of productivity was ruined by the latter half and other things getting in the way.  The process didn’t change, what did was I started geocaching again and whilst the times I did it didn’t directly clash with normal writing times it added just enough of both thinking time and doing time to my day to throw the writing off-balance in terms of time and energy.

I try and tell myself that life (particularly with the recovery) is incredibly busy right now but I’m finding myself getting a little frustrated with this.  Goddammit, I want to be a writer who takes months to write things, not years.  I’m behind and getting to the point where I don’t think I can recover lost time.
The answer is not simply to give up caching. If the last month has proved anything, I need that for my sanity alone.  No, if it wasn’t caching, it would be some other issue or activity.  What the last month has shown me is just how much things at opposite ends of the spectrum of my life influence and interrupt each other.  Everything has ripples and it seems it doesn’t take a lot to knock me off balance.  It’s not that I’m disorganised either, it just feels like I’m constantly juggling more and more to the point that I’m having problems concentrating and giving things the focus they need (Note: may also be drug side-effect).
And so I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to work smarter, not harder, and it needs to encompass everything from writing to work to recovery to geocaching.  This is a bit of a change for me who has traditionally religiously siloed their life.
So I’ve spent the last couple of weeks researching, trying to find productivity and time management systems that can ride any ripples life throws at it as well as being flexible enough to encompass creative projects.  I’m not sure how successful it will be (if at all), but I’ve had some success with what’s known as ‘lifehacking’ with the recovery as well as my plot process.  I see this as a natural evolution and extension of those things.  I’ve got something in place and start trying it today.  It may work, it may fail but you have to try these things.
One day I’ll be knocking out a quality first draft novel every four weeks, I swear.  One day!