Me to a T - thoroughly unimpressive, and completely feeling Leah Fessler’s “The Power of Low-Stakes Productivity” from the New York Times. This weekend was the epitome of that.
Friday arrived, and rather than stretch to do more work, I did only what had to be done, having already hit my goal utilization for the week. (How I dislike the billable hours concept.) The day started early with a medical appointment, and the negative news was disappointing, and tiring, so I took the time, my time - I don’t get paid to work Fridays, after all - to process, to nap, to hatch a plan with my doctor.
Ostensibly, though, it was to prepare for my mortgage refinance. I took some baby steps in that regard, too - trying to keep the ball moving, cleaning, staging vignettes at just the right angle for the alternative appraisal. Significant savings if I can get this thing closed; it would be helpful on multiple fronts, to have some extra cash - maybe make the difference between staying in my apartment in the city, seeing it through to its potential, versus strategically moving out toward the Mothership in eastern Queens to a belt tightening lifestyle. Certainly hundreds of extra dollars each month will be helpful in any event, but particularly if The Project comes to fruition.
So there we go - little accomplishments, nudging the ball forward with the low stakes, but impactful, productive tasks. Small investments, larger rewards long-term.
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