I don't know about you, but I keep getting sent 'life hacks' by email which are supposed to revolutionise my organisational skills. They nearly always consist of using ice-cube trays as earring sorters, or bread tabs to organise my electrical plugs. These things won't assist me in any way, shape or form. What I need is someone to get all the downtime I waste waiting for calls, and add them together to give me a couple of extra hours when I need them.
I get twitchy when I'm just waiting for a call. I do a batch of calls out to agents, and other work to tell them I'm ready to go. Then... the wait.
What can you reasonably do in that waiting for a call downtime? You can't get your paperwork in order. I've tried that. The phone will ring while you're working out net income, and you'll sound distracted, when you WANT to sound enthusiastic.
And when you're on your way to a job... how to use that travel time effectively? Nope, there's nothing about that.
How to ensure your phone is always topped up on charge? Not there. I have lost a job this week, by assuming my phone was charged when at the critical moment, the charger had died, and taking with it the last remnants of the phone battery. When I did charge it, there was a missed call offering me something lucrative. Too late.
More irritatingly, I was pencilled for work on three specific dates (preventing me from taking anything else) and then none of them materialised. That's what's called kicking your heels. I can't take advantage of the time by going to the park or even cleaning out the larder. I have to be photo-ready at a minute's notice. I'm not complaining, but it's dull. Then, like buses, three jobs come along on the same day and I have to pick a favourite. I did get a casting where I had to hug a male model to see if we looked like a couple. It's not all doom and gloom.
My Grandmother was 90 this week. She was born in the time of flappers, the march of the unemployed, between the wars, and when everyone had their 'place' in society. It was a time of huge change with women only recently getting the right to vote and everyone kicking off the old traditions. I feel like we're in that time again, with technology changing the way we work. What would my gran have made of electronically mailing people to get things done. She relied on a good strong voice and haughty manner, which she still has.
With gran in mind, I've ordered my first 'antique' piece of furniture. Everything in my apartment up to now has been urban and contemporary. Grey flooring, red kitchen, and white and steel.
I purchased a piano stool. Won an exciting bid on eBay to get it at the very last second. I no longer own a piano but needed a new dressing table stool. It is actually cheaper to buy a solid piece of furniture which is beautifully made, than a piece of MDF nonsense which will break when a houseguest sits on it. That can't be right. After I got it I realised it didn't look right in an all white New England style bedroom... so I painted it white (I know, I know...) and recovered the seat in a white and strawberry fabric. It is quaint and old while still being white and bedroomy. I enclose a pic. It's not perfect but it's OK for a first attempt and it makes the room look cosy.
Summer's coming so this 'plus sized' girl is going to be eating salads and going swimming... So if you don't hear from me I'll be in the kitchen with fresh ingredients or in the pool making the most of this time of year. That's what I'll be doing with all this extra time I've 'earned' this month. Sort of.
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