Saw a creepy, creepy ritual today.
Every morning when I go to work I catch the train to Town Hall.
I then walk up a flight of stairs to the platform above me where I catch the train from Town Hall to North Sydney.
As I walked up, there was a man and two women standing halfway up the flight of stairs. They weren't standing in front of me, just on the side of the stairs, facing the other side of the stairs. But I was thinking to myself, "Why are they standing there?"
After all, there are no trains that leave from halfway up the flight of stairs. If they want to catch a train downstairs, they could go downstairs. If they wanted to catch a train upstairs, they could go upstairs. None of these people looked particularly unfit, as if they would have trouble climbing the stairs in one go.
Anyway, I walked past them, looked back down, and by this time I saw a fourth woman walk up the stairs, stop, turn sideways and stand with her back again the rail like the others. So now there are four of these people standing halfway up the stairs, one on each step.
I'm thinking to myself, "What on earth is going on here?"
The North Sydney train drew up a couple of minutes later, and then all four of them, one at a time, made their way up the stairs and onto the train.
There was no sign at all that they knew one another or that they were imitating each other.
But I have NO idea why they did it.
Am I thick? Could somebody please fill me in on stair etiquette at Town Hall in case I'm missing something?
Because let me tell you . . . THOSE GUYS FREAKED ME OUT!
(Perhaps I've been watching too much Twin Peaks.)
Those of you who know me well probably know that I'm a bit of a time management junkie. I'm always attracted to systems that can get me more organised, show me how to do more in less time, etc. etc.
However, I have now devised my own. It's specifically designed to organise my life and no one else's. It contains all the important things I should be doing (or am trying to do), my priorities for work, and outside life. And most importantly, it all fits on one A4 sheet of paper.
It mainly consists of checklists, 'cause I've always liked checking things off. I have, as yet, been unable to stick to it perfectly, but it does give some structure to the week. The problem is, as I look at it, is that I need to give some things up. I'm not sure I have the energy to do everything that is on my list.
But isn't this always the question - you're on the treadmill, you've run till it's going flat out, and you can't just jump off. (You'll hurt yourself.) You've got to keep running till it slows down, and then maybe you can get off. If you're lucky, you'll have time to think before jumping on it again.
I'm still trying to perfect the art of hitting the slow point, and then saying NO to jumping back on.
Well, I think I can finally wear my own old dinosaur badge. I have hit the age of 27, and something tells me that I should probably start acting like an adult.
Like all the time.
Maybe. We'll see how it goes.
Sorry about not blogging for ages, I've just been busy, and this blog is one of the hardest things to work up motivation for.
Not that things are any less busy at the moment, because the boss is away from work for five weeks and asked me to look after a few urgent things for him while he was away, which is making life busy.
But I'm over the flu, and things will hopefully be sensible in October.
Hope everyone else is keeping well also.
