I caught up with a good friend at the weekend.  We hung out for a day and a night and did some work on our future plans by creating vision boards and just ‘chewing the fat’ (conjures up a rather disgusting picture but it’s an expression I learnt when I first came to New Zealand which means ‘talking about random stuff’.

We swam at the beach, at least Maxine did.  I got in up to my knees and was about to take the plunge when a young surfer rushed up to me and said he’d seen a shark in the water just where I was standing.  Well, as far as I know there has never been a shark attack in New Zealand but I didn’t hang around to find out if he was telling the truth.  I was quietly grateful to him actually, because the water was feeling a bit chilly and I can be quite cowardly about that.

Anyway, I digress.  Sunday lunchtime came and we had worked up a hunger cutting up pictures out of magazines and talking non-stop.  Maxine went out lunch-scouting and came back with coffees and beautiful classy filled criussants.  One pastrami with tomato, one chicken with avocado.

Which croissant would you choose?

‘You can have first pick.  Which one do you want’, she asked me.  Hmm, I couldn’t decide.  Which one was tastier (yum), which one was more fattening (yikes), which one had tomato (yuck)?    I couldn’t decide, and, good manners prevailing, didn’t actually want to be the one to choose first.  ‘You decide’, I suggested to Maxine.    ‘I don’t mind either’ she replied.

That was a bit annoying.  Cognitive distortion got the better of me.  I can’t stand it when people can’t decide, I thought, blind to the irony of that thinking.  We both stood in silence, looking at each other.  We had reached an impasse.  Then I had a brainwave, a magical flash of insight, intuition and inspiration.  The excitement was almost unbearable.  Of course, we had been stuck in either-or thinking – either this one or that!

I cut the rolls in  two.  We had half of each.

Taylor Lee - Maltese Bichon crossWell it’s about 6 weeks now since I acquired my maltese/bichon cross Taylor.  She is so cute and has taught me so much.  One of the issues I had was around how I could care for her adequately, given my inclination to travel out of town regularly.  When you live alone you become very independent.  For me. the downside of that was that it allowed me to spread my focus.  Well, Taylor has improved my focus.  Now I only travel for things that really matter.  It has made me hone my selection skills.  Improve my decision making criteria.  Previously these were pretty broad.  If it interested me, then I should do it.  Now I have to decìde whether it is worth the effort.  That is a great strategy for helping you get clear on what really matters.  The same principle applies to money.  Having less helps you get really clear on what to spend it on.  Thank you universe for bring me clarity on an issue which was bugging me :-) .  There are still plenty left for you to give me a hand with :-)

This morning I have been thinking about my thinking.  I have been cleaning out some cupboards lately.  It all seemed a bit random – a bit of a cupboard here, and a bit there.  As I said to a friend, I felt like I was hyperlinking my way from place to place.  Have you ever had that experience – in the middle of doing a job and something you think about distracts you from the task at hand?  It’s easy to end up leaving that job incomplete, or remembering some hours later when you find the cupboard doors open and the contents still spread all over the floor!

Notwithstanding that the idea of us having left and right brains has been dispelled by many neuroscientists in recent years,  I will use that terminology here as I think most people understand the idea behind it.   I think the “right brain” is a bit like this – random, creative, overflowing with ideas and dreams, and somehow a bit of a free spirit, free from the restraints of convention, expectation and practicality.

But there are times when the “left brain” approach is far more effective to get jobs done, especially when there are essential things that need to be achieved and a deadline to be met.  This is the time for a to-do list (eek!) and goal setting and chunking down big jobs into a series of smaller tasks.

The question I asked myself this morning when trying to shift from right-brained bliss into left-brained organising mode is how best to achieve that simply and quickly.  Here are a few things that seem to be working for me right now – try some or all of them and let me know how you get on.

1.  Sit down and be still for a few moments.  Focus on your breathing or an object – whatever helps you still your mind.  Write a list of things you want to have done by the end of the day.  You can draw pictures if you prefer.

2.  The advanced version of this process is to then pick the item on the list which has the highest priority and highlight it in some way, or move it in to another column on the page and focus on just that one task until it is complete.  Then move the next most important item into that column and repeat.

2.  Use visualisation to imagine your day in front of you and what you want to get done.  Run it like a movie in your head – first I am going to do this, then this, then this.

3.  See yourself at the end of the day having completed those tasks and how that will make you feel.

4.  Allocate yourself some time in the day to do your random activities (like playtime), and be strict with yourself sticking to your allocation.

5.  Try and find ways of getting things done that suit your personality.  For example, if you have to hang out the washing, make the activity creative – sort the washing items by age, colour, or who they belong to.  Create a work of art on the washing line.  Use all the same colour pegs, or make a patterned lines of pegs based on their colour.

I’m thinking of giving my left brain and right brain behaviours names – that way I can call upon each of them to give me a hand at the appropriate times.  Brian and Brina come to mind.  I’ll keep you posted :-)

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