Day Twenty-Two started as tracked, but I some bug/crash on my Evernote iPhone sync -- so no tracking. I actually can't recall exactly what I did. Gym, work, some high level things, I think? Some sales, I think? Some client work? And some email? I'm not sure.
Day Twenty-Three was untracked and just busy start to finish. I was working the whole day on short-term important projects and client work, of which I'm swamped in. Which is a bummer, because I'm not making time for the high level stuff.
I had a break of a few hours on D23, and I spent the time gathering some infrastructure up -- I did finance, budgeting, some profitability and profit-margin numbers, got a free membership to Regus, and got a bunch of new iPhone apps. Not the best use of time, but not the worst either.
I didn't track Days Twenty or Twenty-One. On these days, I did a few valuable things and got in approximately 5 hours of very high-level creative work onto sales and marketing (almost by accident), and went to the gym once. But the days were very flawed.
Short answer is I was gearing up on Day Twenty for a big day, had my morning rituals in order, and took modafinil. Now, I've written about modafinil before -- it makes you really concentrate intensely. It's great when producing, but if you get off-track while on it, you can get really off-track.
So I took modafinil, and then made a gigantic mistake -- I checked my email.
And my email was particularly ugly that morning. You know the like "oh man, that's a pretty significant pain-in-the-ass emails" that you get a couple times a month? Well, I had like 3-5 of them sitting on top of my inbox. From my lawyer in Hong Kong (bad news), my landlord (rejecting me trying to extend a lease on reasonable terms, he wants something crazy and isn't really in touch with the property market here), a couple mails from clients, and an actually very solid opportunity but one that's pretty neurosis-increasing.
I should've willpowered through it, but the day was off-track after that. Then, didn't get to sleep until 11AM the next morning (modafinil + energy drink), and the next day was basically shot too.
I have a big project I'm working on (secret for now, haven't decided if I should write about it yet or not), and I've been seriously procrastinating.
It's not that I don't want to do it. It's something I arrived at myself, is very inline with my Life Nomadic goals, and will be very exciting to complete. It's my perfect project.
I'd been working on it for a week, though, and had been getting very little work done. To use a rough estimate, I had done maybe 5% of the work in a week. Twenty weeks until completion is way too long.