I was excited as the new year rolled in. Subdued, but still looking forward to a year of getting things Done. I saw the calendar reset whileshowing Short Round the original Tron and dozing off on the couch. It’s like I am an old guy or something.
I woke up January First with a head full of wrong, like the mucus gnomes snuck in and filled my sinuses with 32 ounces of liquid nails. I took Short Round to the airport, went home, and slept for something like five days.
Has it really been five days? Wow.
In my brief waking interludes, I reflected on 52 Weeks Of Done, and that all important S in SPLAT : Space.
I cannot get things Done without a Space. A Space for getting things Done will be made. Making this Space will be the first thing that is Done.
I spent days in the run up to the new year purging my place of things long stored. Records for a friend who fled the bay for LA. Comics for a friend who fled his space for a slightly smaller space. And a whole multitude of things held on to for too long because they might be useful someday. But I had more purging to do, and more work to do, if I was going to create the Space I intended.
Then five days happened, with the liquid nails and the sinuses, and I’m staring down the end of the first week, and not only don’t I have a chicken in the pot, I haven’t even build the hen-house. In layman’s terms, I’m five days behind schedule already, and I’m only five days in.
So, folks, we find ourselves at a very early cross-roads with 52 Weeks of Done. And I may as well use this as a chance to talk about What To Do When Things Ain’t Going Right. The way I see it, you’ve only got so many options.
Option 1 – Do Something.
Option 2 – Do Nothing.
Everything else is a variant on one of these two options. Allow me to demonstrate.
“I want to do this right, so I’m going to do this later.” That’s Do Nothing.
“I want to do this right, so I’m going to push the date back and keep working on it.” That’s Do Something.
“I’m upset that this isn’t turning out and I’m only getting started.” That’s Do Nothing.
“I don’t have time left to do what I wanted, so I’m doing this instead.” That’s Do Something.
“I need to think about this some more.” That’s Do Nothing.
And so on.
The end result is, I’m only just feeling a little human, I’m 5 days behind, and I don’t yet have a Space in which to get things Done. So, what do I do?
I’m going to Do Something. I may not have the Space I wanted when I’m Done, but I will have a Space. Even if that’s just re-clearing my desk and not moving the desk into a walled off niche with the amontillado. Some part of Space was also intended to be the creation of a format for the posts that follow : The kick off post, the update, the wrap up. There are other senses of Space which are still undefined, but in my head. There will still be a wrap-up post on the week, but for now, this will have to do for the kick off.
Should this experience be an omen of the 52 Weeks To Come, then I hope a favorable interpretation of the omen will prevail.