Phil version 2.0

If a job’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well    ... but not necessarily,  right now ! The motivation for this post, was a realisation that, at 9.00am this morning, I had, already:   ·        completed a full workout with weights   ·        prepared my evening meal   ·        organised my, forthcoming, book club Zoom meeting   and   ·        started thinking about this post!   As I have frequently said, a full and worthwhile lifestyle is of great importance, to my mental health – but was it appropriate to have done all of this, before breakfast?   Almost certainly not – and I’ll come back to that in a moment.   But first:   Cognitive issues arising from my broken brain, include, so called  executive dysfunction . This means that I find planning and organisation to be rather difficult. For that reason, I found an  advance and articulated lifestyle structure, to be very helpful . I have become a creature of routine, and a detailed “job” list, can facilitate this.   Further, the other, bi

Project managers in hell ....   Not that it matters, in the least, but “PDUs” (their apostrophe is redundant!) is project management speak – “Professional Development Units”. Formally, learning to take personal responsibility, certainly has the scope to constitute a PDU.   If you think that this is, a typical digression – think again! A key theme of this post is project management. A spot of project manager jargon is therefore, not entirely off topic!   As you will have gathered, I’ve developed a  pretty active lifestyle . Most of its contents though, are activities, which are undertaken with some regularity – be they leisure pursuits, or otherwise.   I do however, like to have some  larger projects on the go, which have a defined and achievable objective. I have found that in many (most?) instances, my  substantial projects  (I’ll just call them “ project(s) ” from now on) do benefit from proper  management . By this, I mean steps such as those that I will mention in this post.   Proj

  Saturday was of course, May Day.   Perhaps needless to say, I didn’t partake of any maypole dancing!   In addition to a celebration of an imminent summer, it was also  International Workers’ Day  – and this prompted a few slightly regretful thoughts ...    With advance apologies, I’m afraid that this post isn’t as upbeat as many of the others. In truth though, I don’t feel too positive, all of the time, and I am keen to paint a balanced picture.   The dawning of International Workers’ Day brought (to some extent) into focus a “loss” that I have suffered, by virtue of a transformation to Phil v2.0 – namely the fact that I am no longer able to engage in any remunerated employment.   I know that I have said on many occasions that  losses  can often be re-cast as  opportunities .   This is most definitely true in the case of my “retirement”. No longer going out to work, has freed up vast amounts of time in which to engage in other activities.   This is, of course an  opportunity , but it