Order of Operations

I’m writing this post after having cleared my inboxes and (half of) my Slack messages. Which means I’m in a terrible frame of mind for writing and I’m thinking about other things and treating this as a chore. Bad.

Every morning, I do a bunch of stuff. Workout, read, pray, write, eat, review calendar, clear messages, and get to work. In that order.

If I jumble the order, a cascade of jumble befalls me. The days is disordered, rushed, and unsettling.

I’m going to knock this post out and try to reset the order and see if I can prevent the chaos from breaking quarantine.