Do you like the Beatles’ music? I do.
And I love the way their titles and first lines often suddenly have new meaning for me when taken out of context.
Take that “Yesterday” song for instance, yesterday that song was playing in my head. Because yesterday was the day after the day that I had no troubles. And yesterday was the day the troubles came.
And the trouble was all about writing this post.
You see …
Yesterday I was supposed to write a post each for two blog, and I’ve organized my life so that I can do that no matter what else I’m doing and no matter where I am.
I have a wicked good laptop computer with a battery that lasts four or more hours. I spent a huge bucket of money on this thing. It’s amazing, and powerful, and huge and heavy, but I slog it around with me almost everywhere I go in case I need to do some work, and that includes writing posts.
And that’s not all
And although my phone is capable of connecting my computer to the internet in a pinch, I have a thingy called a rocket-hub that, using the cellular network, acts as a WiFi hub and works pretty well without burning through the data on my phone.
So, you’d think I’d be all set. I mean, what else could I need, right?
That’s right. I need to not have ADHD
I need to be able to manage all this tech with more than just knowledge.
I need to be organized!
Yesterday, we were on the road. Knowing that I had writing to do, the driving shifts were organized so that I was a passenger for the first half of the drive.
I got started with my packing of my “office” into my pack and the first thing I discovered was that the good old rocket-hub was missing, I’d left it at the cottage.
No problem, right?
Well, not “no problem,” but not an insurmountable problem. I could always write my posts offline and then log on using my phone as a WiFi hotspot to publish my work.
Piece of cake, as the kids say.
The next thing I go to pack is my crazy powerful computer. It’s fifteen minutes before we’re supposed to leave and I suddenly remember I ran it almost dead the day before.
It needs to be charged. I quickly plug it in, then pack it into my bag to let it charge as much as it can before we leave. It isn’t much.
Now I’m stressed …
So fifteen minutes later, we’re on the road (Ha! I’m not in charge of scheduling). and I have 10% of a charge and virtually no internet. I wrote one post offline, and connected using my phone and managed to get it published and shared.
But when I went to write this post, my system was already warning me that I was low on power.
I’d have to be fast … and then I realized I had nothing to say.
Yeah, that’s not something I get. I knew if I started writing, I’d be fine, it would just take a little longer. But I didn’t have a little longer. I had so little time that I would have had to write fast even if I’d already had an outline typed in.
I didn’t want my post to suffer the ravages of rushing, and I shut my system down.
And today, I’m back in my regular digs, plugged in to the wall for power and using the good old home based WiFi and telling you all this tale at a sedate and leisurely pace.
Well, as sedate and leisurely for as a guy with ADHD can be. I think now I’m going to go get a really big 12 volt to 110 volt adapter, for the next time I’m on the road.