Anyone Else Have That Synching Feeling?
I have a rule: the number of things you have to do will increase in an exponential proportion to the number of gadgets, whizmos, and whatchee-macallits you own. The corollary, no matter how many gadgets, whizmos, and whatchee-macallits you have, none of them will ever synch up together.
I used to keep mental notes. Then I got married and had kids. No more room on the chalkboard, people. So, I decided to carry around one of those mini-tape recorders to act as my auxiliary memory bank. But, I grew tired of the looks from people around me when I would pop out my tape recorder and whisper, “Pick up kids. Dog food at grocery store.”
To me, that makes total, perfect, jewel-of-wisdom sense. It means: pick up the kids and go to the grocery store for dog food. According to the child welfare agents, they thought I was feeding my children dog food. Go figure.
After that, I explored lots of other–high tech, lo tech, and no tech–ways of keeping track of my family duties and my startup business: Jot thoughts on post it notes. Scribble on scraps of restaurant napkins. Keep a Google calendar. Leave Cell phone messages for myself. The thing is, now I can’t remember what the message was, where I left the message, or if I left the message at all.
I hit the wall yesterday. I found a Post-it note reminding me to take a scrap of paper out of my coat pocket that told me to check my cell phone message about verifying a date on my Google calendar.
Mental note: My synching feeling has just sunk to an all-new low.
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August 14th, 2008 at 2:39 pm
Yeah, I feel your pain! I’ve been using a service called Jott, but it still leaving some gaps.
August 15th, 2008 at 11:38 am
Jott, huh?
Let me make a note of that.
August 15th, 2008 at 12:07 pm
For the same reasons I always keep 5″x2″ notebook in my back pocket and a pen clipped to my shirt. Its filled with my next marketing campaign, ad designs, promotions and the like. With out it, I’d probably get lost on the way home.
I’m sure we’ve all read Walden, but Thoreau says “We do not
ride on the railroad; it rides upon us.” It is more true today than when it was written.