hello, my name is maia, and i'm a late gen-x overachieving workaholic.
i only realised this recently, which is a topic for another time.
the title of this post? i heard those words come out of my mouth recently. in a couple of months, i'll be driving across the nullabor with a partner. i'm intending to spend a week in WA, during which time i'll be attending a conference, meeting lots of new people who are likely to be important in my life, staying with friends and friends of friends, sight seeing, a fair bit of professional networking - lots of stuff (tm). we were discussing the relative merits of driving back to minise re-entry shock versus saving time by flying home. i raised the point of wanting a bit of a break after the adventure, which is when, well... when my partner laughed and hugged me.
i'm often greeted with incredulous stares at how much i get done. the most important principle i use is
all is one. like in permaculture, most things can have multiple purposes. i'm sorting laundry; while i fold, i create separate piles, each of which is destined for a different location (separate drawers and rooms).
the main ways i increase efficiency is through
multitasking and
multithreading. i've just put the oven on to cook stew; that means i need to start making muffins in 45minutes, and the whole lot can be turned off at the same time. during the 'dead' time, i can get a few other things going, and time-slice into blocks as short as 30-seconds, allocating them to whichever task i need to. i pick up the pillowcases from the laundry pile, stop via the study to grab a folder i need for the work i'm doing in the lounge, and make my way to the computer via the linen cupboard, switching the kettle on as i whoosh past, give the veggies a stir, and having a conversation with the housemate about the internet bill. all up, less than 6 minutes.
to be able to do this, i am constantly
keeping tabs on everything that's going on. it takes a lot of energy. i wouldn't recommend it necessarily, though it is useful (stressed? must be time to clean the bathroom!). i do this is because i'm naturally inclined to. to me this seems normal. in fact, until i started
being aware of what i get done, i didn't realise i accomplished more than anybody else.
that one's really important: taking real honest stock of how much i achieve.
oh yeah,
lists! i am the queen of post-it notes. the back of my hand is covered in ink. i also have a masterlist, which i keep in 'the cloud' - on google docs, so i can access it anywhere.
the downsides of being a workaholic are, i am chronically underslept; i'm often late (though i assert that's a slightly different issue); and i need to consciously create relaxation. i can get carried away with stressing about all the tasks i've not got to yet, or whether i'm doing things in the most efficient way possible, but i'm getting very good at perspective.
people who lead these kinds of lifestyles are often referred to manic depressives, type two bipolar, insane... and yes, i am prone to a level of depression, especially over winter. not sadness - i still feel loved, connected, happy etc. but everything is a lot of effort, and many activities get put on hold. there's a lot more time spent in pyjamas.
of course, the other commonly forgotten name for people who live like this is 'working mothers'. kudos to you if you are one.