Time management has never been one of my strong suits. As I said in an earlier rantry, I tend towards procrastination, but that isn't all I'm talking about now. I mean the effective scheduling of your day so that all your tasks are completed with enough time for you not to be exhausted and grumpy. I deal with deadlines as an artist, but without a schedule given to me, I'm hopeless at planning how to best tackle a task. I will follow a set of instructions to the letter, and I can come up with creative, doable projects, but the in-between phases are beyond me.
When I owe someone a piece of art, I tend to only remember the last day it's due, do it the day before (often using my entire day) and turn it in, tired and grumpy. The problem with this is that I look back on the experience with two feelings; resentment and relief. It makes me never want to do it again.
My mom always seems to have time for everything. I know she manages time very well, and she's tried to explain it to me. I guess I just don't have the brain type for it. I see work as something to be done when it absolutely has to be and not a moment before. Old habits die hard, and procrastination and fun have always been my standards.
Don't forget to wind your watch, and have a nice day.
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