Posts Tagged ‘Focus’

Time To Find Some New Tricks

January 11, 2019

I’ve never really counted, but I’m pretty sure I easily have dozens of methods and tricks to help me with motivation and focus.

Today not even a single one of them has worked yet.

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And I’ve Recently Realized That Since Becoming A Parent I’ve Been Distracted By A LOT Of Woodshed Projects

September 27, 2016

Some years ago my dad told me the story about a friend of his who asked his friend to go get a piece of wood from the woodpile so they could prop up a trailer they were working on.  Despite the relative simplicity of this request, my dad’s friend waited and waited for his friend to come back with the piece of wood.  Knowing that his friend was . . . prone to distraction, to put it kindly, my dad’s friend waited a long time, but eventually he went off to the woodpile himself to find out what the delay was.  He found his friend at the woodpile where he was busily planning an elaborate construction project.

What are you doing?” my dad’s friend asked him.

“I just realized I’ve got a lot of really nice wood in my woodpile this year, and it would be a shame if it got wet, so I’m building a woodshed,” he friend answered as if this was the most obvious thing in the world.

It’s The Kind Of Day Where That’s A Serious Risk For Me

June 15, 2015

The danger isn’t in taking five, the danger is intending to take five, then taking fifty . . .

Because Absence Makes The Lungs Grow Louder

December 10, 2014

Many things can help a person to focus.  Some people favor music in the background, or meditation, or maybe going for a walk.  A certain level of comfort is frequently considered helpful, though some people are avid proponents that the true key to learning to focus is actually discomfort.  Regardless, my point is that what helps people focus tends to be as personal as it is varied.

You know what I’ve never of heard helping someone focus though?

The certain knowledge that it is only a matter of time before your child realizes you have gone to another room to work, and in that moment they will instantly transform from “happy child playing with their other parent” to “screaming inconsolable banshee outraged at your absence.”