Two days of lying in bed and doing NOTHING at all actually did the trick and I am now able to sit in my study and actually comtemplate work.
I say “comtemplate” because we all know (or at the very least we should all know by now) that I’m the world’s number one procrastinator and can find a way to weedle out my time sat in front of my computer better than anyone else in the whole wide, entire world.
As it happens, I have achieved a lot of “work” today by checking and sending emails. These consist largely of sending ideas out to people for possible projects/ideas for collaborations which I’m hoping to get off the ground.
The Youth Theatre experience has taught me that being house-bound and energy-limited needn’t necessarily mean not doing anything at all, but rather that I need to find the right project and the right people to work with to make the most of what I have to offer.
So I need to find myself things to do whereby I can inspire and facilitate things for other people to pull off: kind of like a producer on a film – which is, interestingly, one of the projects I’m considering.
Like all good executives, what I need is to set up a situation where I can delegate work to the people who can handle it and can fill in for me when I’m not up to the task. At the same time, it should leave something on my plate to make me feel a) involved and b) useful. Being a base-touching point-of-contact is perrhaps the ideal situation.
That may all be rubbish, of course, and in fact just be providing a very useful excuse to give me a reason to avoid sitting at my desk and getting any worthwhile writing done, but then I’d hardly be doing myself justice if I wasn’t working hard to avoid working hard.
In fact, trying my best to avoid doing any work appears to be the perfect proof that I need that I must be well on the mend. If I’m not moaning about not being able to work, then I must be doing my best to avoid doing it when I am able.
Most people would think that ironic, I know. Lucy I’m not most people.