Conversations with Barb and Jann
February 2, 2012 by Jann Ryan in category Jann says . . . tagged as Barb Delong, Conversations with Barb and Jann, Jann Audiss, Kitty Bucholtz, Online Class, time management, writer's Life
by Barb DeLong and Jann Audiss
Jann: Well, Barb, how are you doing in Kitty’s on-line Time Management class?
Barb: Not so well. Can’t seem to find the time to get assignments done.
Jann: I know what you mean. I did my first two assignments and posted every day what I loved about my writing, then fell off the wagon on Sunday.
Barb: We’ll get back on track. What’ll help is when we get down to the nitty gritty and mark up our calendars.
Jann: Calendars? Last night I counted five: my Smart Phone, my Franklin, my day planner, my pocket planner and the cutest Mary Engelbreit calendar, if I could only find it. I want to settle on only one because it’s driving me crazy. I might miss a hair appointment if I’m not careful.
Barb: And we can’t have that. I’m afraid after I fill out the calendar or calendars with all my appointments, working full time, yada yada, there won’t be enough time to write.
Jann: That’s what we’re taking this class for, Barb. Where are your priorities? Is writing even among them?
Barb: Okay, mom. I am getting some writing done, but there’s only so many quality pages one can do in the bathtub.
Jann: Thanks for that picture. Seriously, it’s all in how you figure out your goals and prioritize them. You’ve got to take a hard look, decide what you really want.
Barb: Well, baths take a long time. I could cut them out, but showers will get my paper wet. Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m following the class. I’m working on Lecture Four.
Jann: Hate to tell you, but Kitty has just posted Lecture Five.
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