A Powerful To Do List

This study that I just read about suggests that powerful people are notoriously bad at estimating how long it’ll take to complete tasks. When I first saw the headline (Powerful People Often Too Optimistic About Task Time), I thought of my to-do list immediately.

It turns out that my thought was pretty tangential. The article didn’t have anything to do with scheduling or length of to-do lists. But I couldn’t help but think of how overly optimistic I generally am about my to-do lists. I rarely complete every item on my to-do list.

But I’d be willing to bet that my optimism manages to get an awful lot more done in a day than the “realistic” person who puts three items on their to-do list.

Today is shaping into a pretty productive day–so my list might be a bit (5ish items) longer than normal–but this is fairly typical of my daily to-do lists:
(I’ve italicized completed tasks.)

Morning routine

Make bed

  • Get up
  • Make bed
  • Dress to shoes
  • Fix Hair
  • Makeup
  • Breakfast
  • Devotions
  • Brush teeth
  • Swish and swipe
    This is wiping down my sink and toilet as well as doing a quick scrub of the toilet bowl. It’s a FlyLady technique–and I adore it.

Spiritual
Copying Scripture

  • Word
    I’m going through a Bible reading schedule from “The Lookout” (a Christian magazine, I think). It’s a through-the-Bible-in-a-year plan that has readings from the Old Testament, a wisdom book, a gospel, and another New Testament book every day. I’ve enjoyed the format immensely.
  • Prayer
  • Memory
    I’ve been trying to step up my Scripture memory a bit more (and practice it regularly). I add a new (or an old familiar that I need to get word perfect) about every week or so. For now, the notecards in my purse for daily review are Gen 1:1-2, Gen 1:26-28, Deut 6:4-6, Deut 32:46-47, Josh 1:8, Ps 1, Ps 23, Rom 8:37-39, and Rom 12:1-2
  • Copy
    I’m trying to copy down the whole Bible. I know. It’s absolutely crazy. It’ll probably be a lifetime work. But I was inspired by Deuteronomy 16:18 which commands the king of Israel to write for himself a copy of the Word of God. I have maybe 50 or 60 chapters in the looseleaf binder I’ve devoted to the project. I’ve been working on it in fits and starts for three or four years. So it’s slow progress, but I’m not planning on giving up anytime soon.
  • Worship
    This is a concentrated time of musical worship–but it takes different forms. Sometimes it’s working through a hymnal, sometimes it’s taking a walk and singing, sometimes it’s borrowing my folks’ piano, sometimes it’s worshipping along with a CD.
  • Listen to sermon
    With occasional breaks, I’m working through John Piper’s series on John that he started in 2009. I just finished listening to the third sermon on The Woman at the Well
  • Write tithe check
    I get paid at the end of each month–but since the check is automatically deposited, unless I’m proactive, I’ll forget how much my tithe check needs to be by the time Sunday rolls around. So I write the check as soon as I get my “advice” (which tells me what I earned.)

School

  • Homework with SAS
    I have to do any assignments that require SAS on campus–so it’s a bit more work than normal
  • Print lab
    There are a half-a-dozen things that have to be printed before statistics lab each week.
  • Grade and record student homework assignments
  • Write and copy quiz for lab tomorrow
  • Read and comment on student presentation for tomorrow
  • Attend Statistic lecture (1 hour)
  • Attend Statistics lab (2 hours)
  • Pick up pay advice
  • Work on survey
    I’ve done some work on this, but I’d like to do a bit more before I call it quits for the day.
  • Work on paper

Home
Lunch

  • Tidy living area
  • Vacuum living area
  • Set up new craft upstairs
    I like to have some sort of handwork all set up so I can pick it up while listening to sermons or watching videos on my computer. I finished my Christmas napkin holder yesterday, so I gathered the materials for some felted and embroidered Christmas ornaments today.
  • Make lunch
    A BLT with a side of sauteed asparagus, onions, and orange peppers. Yummmy!
  • Get mail
  • Make Roasted Vegetable Cassoulet
    CassouletA rather involved recipe–and not quite as good as I’d have liked. It was good but not fantastic.
  • Check furnace filter
  • Check Casandra’s toilet
    It’s been refilling every hour or so, indicating that there’s some sort of slow leak going on. I messed with it a bit and haven’t heard it run since–so we might be good. (Then again, I can’t tell for sure until it’s been used some more.)
  • Dishes

Books

  • Islam
    That would be Unveiling Islam, the book I’ve been commenting on. I’m reading about a chapter a day.
  • Children’s Picture books
    I read 2 or 3 of these a day in my quest to read through my local library.
  • Once Upon a Summer
    A novel by Janette Oke, this is usually bedtime reading–a couple three chapters at a time.
  • Letting Go
    My right before bed reading, this is a book/Bible study on grieving. My mom suggested that I look up some grieving resources and so far, this one has been pretty helpful.
  • Biology
    One chapter a day, High School Review Biology.
  • Words to Live By
    Again, a chapter or so a day gets me through.

Computer

  • Fun Post
    That’s this one!
  • Islam
    A post for tomorrow on the chapter I’ve read in Unveiling Islam–except that I haven’t read it yet.
  • Blog Read
    I follow 80 blogs and I’m about halfway through my list (Thankfully, not everyone posts every day!)
  • Roll a Burrito
    Halfway done with a post on how to roll a burrito (with lots of pictures)
  • 10 Big Lies
    A review of a book I finished recently
  • Blue Zone Notes
    Notes on a book I just finished reading
  • Log Books
    Recording the books I’ve recently finished reading.

Personal

  • Bicycle
    40 minutes or so. I rode to class and took the long way back.
  • Schedule Doctors appointment
  • Library
    Return 20 books, get the 7 children’s picture books that are on hold, plus a few more.
  • Gas for car
  • Car wash
  • University bill
  • Rent and utility bills
    Divying up bills is going to take a bit more time for the next couple of months because we just got a new roommate. I’ve got to try to figure out what proportion of which bills which of us has to cover. Joy.
  • Get caramel from campus
    We made it in lab last week, but I hadn’t brought it home yet. Now it’s home.
  • Send in ADA membership renewal
  • Get furnace filters, battery for cyclecomputer
  • “Fellowship” at Mickey D’s

Evening

  • Computer off
  • Set out clothes
  • Bathe
  • Wipe tub
  • Lotion
  • PJs
  • Meds
  • Floss
  • Brush teeth
  • Recharge cell phone
  • Go to bed

Now that’s one powerful to-do list.

But, I can’t spend too much more time on this specific task–I’ve got a dozen or so still to complete before I settle in for the night. Ciao!


Easter dresses

Today, I sat down beside my pastor’s young daughter and struck up a conversation. We got to talking about my new watch–and how it has interchangeable wristbands (black, white, tan, and pink). Ashley asked that I wear the pink wristband next week.

“I’ll have to figure out something to wear to match it.” I said. And then I realized my mistake: “But chances are I’ll have no problem, next week being Easter.”

Because Easter is the time for fancy pastel dresses and big hats.

[Click on the picture for a slide show of some of our Easter outfits through the years.]
Easter outfits

My grandma always bought the girls Easter dresses and the boys Easter suits. Oftentimes, they were the only truly NEW clothing that we got all year (well, except for the Christmas outfits that she bought us.) Everything else was hand-me-downs or used store garb. Not that we complained about the rest of our clothes–but it sure was fun to have some new clothes.

We would take our semi-annual trips to the mall with Grandma and gasp as she urged us to try on dresses that cost 30, 40, 50, and even 80 dollars. In our minds, that was a simply preposterous sum for one article of clothing. (In my mind, it still is!)

But we ended up with quite a collection of Easter dresses.

Now that I’m a “grown-up”, I miss the fancy dresses of my youth. We don’t dress up like we used to, not even for church. Little girls could still pull off what I wore–if they could find it–but grown women certainly don’t wear pretty springtime dresses at Easter like they used to when I was a girl.


My Life, Currently

I’m trying to think of something interesting to post. Something non-bookie. An anecdote or a piece of silliness.

I’ve got nothing.

Today I’m taking 18 books to the library. That’ll put me down to 36 books checked out–assuming I don’t check out any more.

I am currently in the middle of seven books.

Reading Progress

Apart from that, I’m…uh, reading the Bible. And, uh, reading (and creating study materials for) Wardlaw’s Perspectives in Nutrition. And, well, reading Health Promotion Practice and Research.

Exciting, I know.

At some point, my life may not be so reading heavy. But now is not that time.

Sorry.


Mickey D’s

The McDonalds at 11th and Cornhusker knows what to expect come 8:30 Wednesday nights. They’ll be suddenly inundated by a rash of students in their late teens and early twenties, all of them ordering a couple of items off the dollar menu and sticking around for at least an hour.

The manager is out to greet the visitors as they come in–and more often than not, a half a dozen employees will make their way to the front counter to exchange some remark with one or another of the guests.

We’ve been going to McDonalds after youth group since my brother first got a job there five years ago. Then, I was a youth sponsor, chaperoning a gaggle of giggling girls. The “group” that went to McDonalds after youth group was me and a bunch of youth group kids.

As we’ve gotten older, so has the demographic of the “group”. I go after Bible study. Jeremy (the youth pastor) drops by. Joshua (a youth sponsor) comes. John and Steve (who sponsor for Rock Solid, the kids group) come. Joanna comes after she’s done doing nursery for all the Wednesday night church events. Debbie stops in after classes. And there’s still the group of high school students: Tim and Grace and Kayla and John and Eli and Elinor and Brittany and others.

We take over the little nook with its two circular corner booths and little table and armchair lounge. We talk and we tease and occasionally we take pictures. We have fun. We hang out.

It’s a relaxing time, a do-nothing time. Everybody’s just being.

And then there’s the occasional game of hangman.

notebook page

Which morphs into drawing smiley-faces.

Which becomes drawing emoticons (which others scribble out.)

Then someone draws a picture of someone getting blown up by a hand-grenade.

And someone tries to write an onomatopoeia of the crazy noise he makes every so often.

Which somehow leads to genie jokes.

And then someone comments on my grading pen–and discovers that I grade with the blood of former students.

Bet you didn’t know that.

I don’t really share it often.

But now you know.

Students beware of taking a class by Miss Menter. :-P


Surprise!

I’m wearing jeans today. Yep, for real.

Rebekah in jeans

I wonder who’ll be more surprised: my students, my supervisor, my classmates, or the kids I’ll be picking up trash with this afternoon?

(For context, I wear jeans approximately twice a year. The last time I wore jeans, a good friend who I’d known for probably ten years said “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear jeans before.” Yeah, so I don’t wear jeans very often.)


Does anybody else…

Does anybody else feel like my blog has been a little bit “thinking heavy” in the last couple of weeks?

I’ve been rushing though Why We Love the Church trying to get it done before it has to go back to the library (on Interlibrary Loan)–and it seems like all I’ve been doing is writing book notes. Problem is, I still have all sorts of book notes in my (paper) notebook that I want to put up at some point.

I could just take the plunge and devote myself to the “thinking blogger” genre. But I don’t think I really want to do that. I like the wanna-be-mommy-blogger and bookie-blogger genres too much to let go of them entirely.

Alas, when a simple hobby begins to take such crisis of identity proportions.

As I send my words out into the void, somebody please affirm me (because really that’s what I want :-P) Tell me what you like me to write about. Tell me what you don’t like me to write about. Just tell me something. ‘Cause I’m tired of thinking and just want some nice inane chatter.


Ridiculously busy

Why do I do things like this to myself? Why do I let myself get this busy? Why do I procrastinate to the point that I have days packed this full?

I don’t know why. But I do.

For instance, on today’s agenda?

  • Statistics homework
  • Statistics class
  • Prep tomorrow’s nutrition lab
  • Review nutrition student’s outline
  • Write quiz for tomorrow’s nutrition lab
  • Grade nutrition lab papers
  • Post practice test for Nutrition and Metabolism students
  • Statistics lab homework
  • Statistics lab
  • Shop for Rock Solid
  • Assemble fruit skewers for Rock Solid
  • Present on fruits and veggies to 2 groups at Rock Solid
  • Catch up on Experiencing God homework
  • Attend Experiencing God (as soon as I’m done with Rock Solid)

Just a minute–what am I doing on the internet right now?


A Brief Hiatus

Sorry about not having a Love Month post today.

God is currently challenging me to be faithful in the little. The little things like getting my grading done and keeping up-to-date on school work, that is. So I spent the day getting caught up on grading (but now, at last, I am caught up!)

I’ll be planning on posting the next installment in between lab and my office hours tomorrow (early afternoon)–or, should unforeseen complication arise, I’ll have the next post ready for tomorrow evening.

In the meantime, I encourage you, also, to be faithful in the “little things” God has given to your charge–even when the “little things” aren’t exactly your favorite things.


LPs. Records. Memories.

I was born in the 80s, a child of the 90s, coming of age in the millennium. But my heart belongs to an earlier day–or more like many earlier days.

Nothing takes me back to my childhood (and beyond) like the sound of the earliest Christian rock, 70s rock–the likes of Larry Norman and Randy Stonehill.

My mom and dad’s LPs that we listened to endlessly.

Larry Norman’s “In Another Land” (1975):

Turning back the table once again to enjoy our favorites.

“He’s a rock that doesn’t roll
He’s a rock that doesn’t roll
Well He’s good for the body
and great for the soul
He’s a rock that doesn’t roll!”

“He’s an unidentified flyin’ object
You will see Him in the air…
And if there’s life on other planets
Then I’m sure that He must know
and He’s been there once already
and has died to save their souls.”

And of course, trying our hand at the glorious harmonies of “Righteous Rocker #3” while Mom tells us stories of her college buddies who would break out into harmony while walking through campus.

“You can be a righteous rocker
Or a holy roller
You can be most anything
You could be a child of a slum
Or a skidrow bum
You can be an earthly king
But without love
you ain’t nothing
Without love
Without love you ain’t nothin’
Without love.”

Chuck Girard’s “Chuck Girard” (1975):

Crying for the girl from Tinagera. Crying in worship to “Sometimes Alleluia”. Walkin’ by the Sea, the Sea of Galilee. Rockin’ out to “Rock’n’Roll Preacher.”

Randy Stonehill’s “Welcome to Paradise” (1976):

Already a budding health activist, belting out the lyrics to “Lung Cancer”.

“She went down to the corner store
And bought a pack of filter kings
Don’t you know tomorrow she’ll be back for more
Cause she really likes to smoke those things
And every time that she inhales a cloud of that cigarette smoke
She’s just one step closer to the man in black
And 60 cents closer to broke
She’s been working on lung cancer,
Emphysema, a cardiac arrest…
She’s been smokin’ that C-I-G-A-R-E-T-T-E”

Meanwhile, Anna and Josh enjoyed the much more beautiful and poetic “Puppet Strings”.

“We are all foolish puppets
Who, desiring to be king,
Now lie pitifully crippled
after cutting all our strings.
But God said I’ll forgive you
and face you man to man
And win your love again.
O how can there be possibly
a greater gift of love
Than dying for a friend?”

2nd Chapter of Acts’ “Mansion Builder” (1978):

Joshua singing Matthew to Anna’s Annie, harmonizing beautifully to “Mansion Builder”.

“So why should I worry?
Why should I fret?
‘Cause I’ve got a mansion-builder
Who ain’t through with me yet.”

Lamb’s “Lamb I” (1972):

Joshua singing along with his favorite band, his child’s voice mingling with Joel Chernoff’s tenor:

“The sacrifice lamb has been slain
His blood on the altar a stain
To wipe away guilt and pain,
To bring hope eternal.
Salvation has come to the world;
God’s only Son to the world;
Jesus the One for the world–
Yeshua is He.”

The songs that take me back, that make me remember the wholehearted enthusiasm of three little children digging through Mom and Dad’s records. The songs that remind me of the days when we spent hours luxuriating in melody and harmony and rhythm. When we pored over the record sleeves, enjoying the long-haired hippyness of the Jesus-music, enjoying the poetry and occasional childishness of the lyrics and tunes.

These artists created Christian music as we know it today. They were decried as singing “devil music” because the music was syncopated–a Gothard anathema. They started their own labels to create a niche for themselves, unwilling to “let the devil have all the good music” (in the words of Larry Norman). And so began Christian rock.

But we have forgotten them along the way, now in our world where Christian music is ordinary, mundane, (in my opinion) boring. It wasn’t always this way. Once upon a day, the idea of Christian rock and roll was revolutionary. These were the pioneers. They dared to think that modern music could be a medium for the Christian artist. And they created true art. The art that fed my child soul.