I am convinced that if I just find the way that works for me, I can not only accomplish everything I plan to do in a timely fashion, but without the overwhelming feeling of impending doom that currently haunts my days.
In my seemingly never-ending search for a way to track work and projects and tasks and money and leads and everything else that goes with being a one-person show, I have come across 17hats, an app that seems to do what it promises.
There is value in giving up. I’m sure of it. I mean, how many hours is it worth to get the image for your blog to fit in the blasted little square? I’m not sure, but I know it is not the number of hours I’ve spent futzing with it.
I’ve been a financial analyst, so I know the mesmerizing quality of figures run through various scenarios. I’ve already admitted to being blog-stat-enchanted. Neither of these practices come close to the effort I will put into something that “only needs a tweak.”
There in lies the fallacy.
There is no such thing as “only needs a tweak.”
In the spirit of the original cookie to a mouse, each tweak inevitably leads to another. and another. and another. Maybe this is because I have no real idea of what I’m doing. I’m ready to admit that freely. However, as a writer, I need an online presence. I also need a way to promote my book through the site I created for that purpose. In order to do that, I either need a lot of green – so not happening – OR I need the stubborn determination and dumb luck to do it myself. Continue reading
I am eternally stymied by the simple fact that my planning process occurs is in at least 3-dimensions. Trying to plan with To Do lists, calendars, lists … After a brief while they all fail. It’s disheartening.
SO!
A new year. A new try. This year is an expensive – to me – program called Omni Plan.
It’s supposed to show a critical path and have the ability to attach PDFs to the plan. That sounds good. I’m not really sure what else it has, but I’ll update you as I figure it out.
I sure hope it works because my desk is a mess, my brain space is full, and my calendar looks like a toddler scribbled on the wall!