stop wasting valuable time on worthless people places and things
Everyone, and I do mean everyone, wastes a hell of a lot of precious time.
If you have been working from home, or not working at all because you’ve been in lockdown, or just got back to work; then the amount of time you waste every day should have been thrown into sharp focus. For example, most people who work from home manage to get a full week’s work done in about 20 hours instead of 40. And, if you have just gone back to work you might realise just how often you are interrupted, or have to do utterly pointless time-wasting crap. The worst is that you may have been utterly idle during lockdown and filled your entire life with utterly pointless crap.
So, here are a few very obvious suggestions to allow you to have more time to do what’s important to you;
- Make some lists instead of charging around aimlessly and forgetting things; a to-do list and shopping list are very efficient and helpful.
- Stop chatting with people who call at your desk. Usually they are time wasting jerks.
- Don’t go to most meetings. In my experience meetings of more than 3 people are a complete waste of time ~ on-line meetings doubly so. If you are not the most vital person in a meeting you probably don’t need to go. Just read the minutes instead.
- Stop multi-tasking. Do one job from start to finish, concentrate on that task, and don’t try to do something else at the same time. That means don’t read emails or surf the internet when you’re supposed to be doing something important.
- Finish what you’ve started. Unfinished tasks are a congregation of fighting alligators in your mind, bothering the hell out of you and stopping you from really being effective and efficient.
- Be neat, clean, and tidy. Some people think living and working in a mess makes them productive ~ it doesn’t, it just means you’re living in a swamp.
- Do the very simple ‘couple of minutes’ jobs first, get them out of the way, and then do the worst, nastiest, and most difficult task ~ from start to finish.
- Stop answering the phone, unless you’re expecting a call. Calls out of the blue are hardly ever important.
- When you are not at your job, you are not at your job. So forget it and forget the people there. Your employer only owns your time for your exact contracted number of hours.
- Take all your breaks, and get outside into the fresh air and sunshine if you possibly can.
Some say the work-life balance is important. And some go into the ‘office’ when they should be at the beach. All I know is too much work will kill you.
When you’re up to your ass in alligators it’s hard to remember that you’re supposed to be draining the smegging swamp
at night this place really comes alive
The nightlife here in Oludeniz is crazy. Live music, laser light shows, karaoke bars, dance bars, cocktail bars, beach bars, sports bars, restaurants of every ilk, tattoo places….
Parties on Pirate Ships, beach parties…
The food is fabulous, the shopping is fantastic, and the people are fun.
Some women were having fun wearing very daring outfits. The weather is very warm and the booze is very cheap.
Kinda wish you were here with me
Just bring a summer dress, and a bikini, it’s all you’ll need.
At midnight, in one or two of the bars here, she’d be quite overdressed.
howay man, wesa gannin doon the toon
Yesterday I went shopping in Newcastle. Not only does the place bring back so many memories, it’s also the best place to go shopping outside of Italy. I always spend far too much there. Here’s a little song to remind me of the toon.
Although Newcastle never really was my home town ~ I was born in a far more ancient and much smaller pit village.
Please listen with a smile.
a flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and a man cannot live without love ~ Max Muller
Yesterday I committed the cardinal sin for a guy ordering a gift on-line. My gift to a friend of mine arrived on the wrong day!
A bouquet of flowers I ordered from a great florist in California arrived on February 11th, and not on Valentine’s Day. That is so very bad.
It was also completely my fault. In completing the long and complicated on-line order form I neglected to enter the day I wanted the damn flowers delivered ~ so of course they were delivered immediately. Bummer!
If a guy is going to order flowers for Valentine’s Day, then they should arrive on February 14th. Similarly, if a guy is going to order flowers or a gift for a friend’s birthday, then that should arrive on her birthday, and not some random day near her birthday.
Only at Christmas is it permissible for flowers or a gift to arrive early, because nobody actually delivers on Christmas Day.
So, my hugely expensive bouquet for Valentine’s Day is slightly wasted.
Men can be such fools at times.
Some say it’s not the gift that counts, but the thought behind it. And that a kind word is worth more than any mere bouquet of flowers. All I know is that I hope my friend isn’t too disappointed.
a man can’t really go wrong sending flowers to a woman
The Healing Powers Of The Rose.
Herbalists and witches know that the rose is a very useful and powerful medicinal plant, and that one of the interesting things you can use it for at this time of year is as a remedy for coughs and colds. A very easy way to take advantage of the natural healing power of the rose is to make rose petal tea. Well, the petals do contain vitamin C, which helps combat the common cold, but the petals also hold some powerful polyphenols and antioxidants. Ideally one should use the petals of the wild dog rose, rosa canina, but I also use the petals from garden hybrid roses.
Try making rose petal tea with just a handful of fresh rose petals, and a very little sugar or honey, (don’t use a lot of sugar or honey as it will overpower the taste). Personally I just scald the petals, but some suggest simmering, (stewing), for 5 minutes. Some also suggest removing the white portion of fresh petals, although personally I wouldn’t do that. The white area does impart the tea with a slightly bitter, tannin taste, but I firmly believe that’s also where most of the good stuff is concentrated.
Scientifically, the principal qualities of rose petal tea are that it has; Laxative, Opthalmic, Diuretic, and Linthontriptic virtues. I firmly believe it’s a lot more complicated than that. For example, you should find that rose petal tea will slightly numb your mouth and ease any sore throat and cough you may be suffering from.
- anxiety, depression, and stress.
- constipation and other digestive problems.
- coughs, colds, and sore throats.
- menstrual cramps and pain.
- skin and hair problems ~ the tea is said to relieve the symptoms severe acne.
- urinary tract infections.
If that wasn’t enough, drinking rose petal tea is supposed to help ward off cancers due to its beneficial effects on the immune system. Some say that drinking rose petal tea also promotes weight loss ~ I couldn’t promise that, other than you may use much less sugar and cream than if you were drinking coffee instead of this herbal tea.
You can make rose petal tea either with fresh petals, (make certain they are pesticide free), and you can also make a green tea with dried rose petals. You can buy dried rose petals mail order from all kinds of places, including Amazon. As far as I’m concerned, I think it’s better to collect fresh rose petals, and keep a few handfuls in the refrigerator.
There are a couple of things to be careful of. Firstly, drinking more than three or four cups of this stuff a day is likely to give you diarrhea. Secondly, most really effective herbal remedies for menstrual pain are also female aphrodisiacs as they affect the production of oestrogen~ don’t say you weren’t warned.
Aphrodite’s Herbalist, jack collier
Today in America it’s all about shopping.
The Friday after Thanksgiving, is the start of the Christmas shopping season in the United States. Some say the reason it’s called Black Friday is because this is the day retailers in the USA start to turn a profit for the year. All I know is that if I was made to go shopping to Macy’s, JC Penney, Saks, Sears, or Wal-Mart, or anywhere else come to that, at some unearthly hour the day after Thanksgiving, then I’d be in a pretty black mood by the close of play. Most manly men don’t go for the frenzy of naked consumerism and implausible bargains on offer today.
Even though we don’t have Thanksgiving in England, most retail outlets here are trying to introduce the idea of ‘Black Friday Shopping’ to the English. Like most things which cross the Atlantic from West to East, (American cars, American Halloween, American humor, American Presidents), the materialism of Black Friday doesn’t really work well here.
For a start, unlike a lot of people in a lot of US states, nobody here has today as vacation, so we don’t have to find something to do with our time. Secondly, we English are a cynical and untrusting lot, and generally think the Black Friday hype is just an attempt by retailers to increase sales volume while at the same time offloading all the crap they can’t sell at any other time of the year. (Black Friday ‘deals’ are almost inevitably at the rip-off end of the spectrum.) On top of that, November really is a little too early to be the start of the ‘Christmas Season’.
And, what the average American may not know is that we English have had our very own Black Friday for centuries. In England Black Friday is any Friday the 13th, and that is a day on which bad things happen. Nothing good ever happens on any Friday 13th, and it’s become a day to be dreaded; ladders, mirrors, and black cats especially. There’s even a name for the fear of Friday 13th paraskevidekatriaphobia.
I’m pretty certain that a lot of American men also dread their very own version of Black Friday. This is a time when all good men really need their urban survival skills. They could always say they can’t go shopping because they suffer from paraskevidekatriaphobia. Maybe not, it’s a very long word.
Governments, Big Business, Small Businesses, You, Me, Them, Everybody…
Everywhere I look there seems to be a casual disregard for the sanctity of this planet and everything that lives upon it. And yet, for the forseeable future this is the only planet we have to live upon. Why is it that so many seem to care nothing for the Earth, and so few try to preserve and repair this place we call home?
Forget the big stuff for a while, and take one small piece of casual waste, one tiny instance of wilful vandalism ~ the damned abandoned shopping trolley, or as the Americans would have it shopping cart / shopping buggy.
All over this one-donkey town there exist randomly littered and abandoned shopping carts.
Why do people take them out of the store car parks in the first place, and why don’t they return them?
Do these morons think that shopping carts can find their own way home?
Are there jerks on this planet who actually believe that shopping trolleys can swim? If not, why do some wassocks chuck shopping carts into the sea?
This is just a metaphor for the total disregard some / many / most people have for the environment. I could ask if these people would treat their homes like this, but what’s the point? The answer is that some jerks do treat their homes like dumps / tips / dumpsters / skips…
Then there’s my role in this. I take lost trollies back to the store they came from. Not as a crusade, and I don’t go looking for abandoned shopping carts, but when I find one on my daily stroll, I do take them back.
Does that make me public-spirited, or a damn fool, or both?
When I first ran away from real life and came to my seaside apartment I was a broken man. The thought of friendships and relationships made me feel physically ill. I also began to relearn who I really was. The true Jack Collier cannot abide clutter, untidiness, dust, dirt, and mess. Neither physical, mental, and emotional muddle sit well with me.
Nor do I seem to be particularly acquisitive. The pleasures of collecting things; pictures, ornaments, and the like, largely passes me by. Although I have been, and still am, guilty of having far too many books and too much recorded music, (in its multifarious forms), than can be good for one person.
Fashion does not particularly interest me. My sheepskin ‘flying’ jacket is more than 20 years old, and I am still wearing dress shoes almost as old as that. ~ but then I’m a man.
Without any planning or conscious thought I began the process of decluttering my life.
Some of this was easier than you would think, because there are only three little rules;
- Do not buy anything that does not have an immediate and specific purpose in your life.
- If you have things which do not have a specific purpose in your life, then either sell them, give them away, or dump them in the trash.
- Never, ever, leave anything out in the open, cluttering up table-tops, counter tops, bedside cabinets, dressers, sinks, the sides of the bath… If you are not actually using something right now, then always put everything away. If there’s nowhere to keep whatever it is ~ say clothes you haven’t worn for years, then follow rule #2.
What I did not realise until very recently is that living attracts clutter like a dog attracts fleas. Decluttering your life is not a one-off event, it’s an ongoing process which requires vigilance and effort. Consequently I am still selling stuff through eBay and Amazon, I am still a regular visitor to my local thrift / charity / goodwill stores, and I still find myself tossing things into the trash.
Worst of all, I still sometimes buy things I don’t really need, or even want. And, like all men, I am terrible at returning things to the store.