about being productive.
I am competent. I get things done well, on schedule. I keep my promises and keep my clients happy. I don’t spend time on things that don’t move the game forward. I don’t spend time on things that get me looking in the wrong direction.
Is that productive? It seems so.
When I hear the word unreliable I get an image of a boy skipping his chores and sleeping under a tree. I sure am not unreliable. I just couldn’t bail when I knew someone was waiting for something I’m supposed to do. I value my credibility.
That’s probably productive too.
On a Friday when the sun is shining, I wonder whether I get so invested in productive endeavors that I forget to refuel. Do I really have to be productive every minute of every day?
I’ve slept under a tree. It’s a most relaxing way to spend time. Maybe this weekend I’ll be unproductive. Unproductive sounds like a synonym for free.
Are you productive? Can choosing to be unproductive be a good thing?
