Delegation
I actually work with a staff of three: Past Me, Future Me, and myself.
Future Erica is responsible for two short stories that need to get done sooner rather than later since they're on a deadline. They're just seeds now, germinating at an anxiously slow rate. If Future Me doesn't get on the ball with this, it's gonna become my job real quick.
Future Me was responsible for filing taxes, but it eventually fell to me. For some reason Past Me never gets that chore dumped on her. Future Me and I agree that's probably for the best.
Meanwhile, Past Me left me a bunch of work that needs to be edited, including three manuscripts. She never finishes anything. Currently the industrial age fantasy is going through a round of revisions and I find myself writing her lots of notes along the lines of "are you kidding me? Were you high?" Which is pretty much the standard memo format.
On the flip side, Past Me is pretty unimpressed with my productivity lately.
Future Me just bought tickets to Sucker Punch but I think I'm gonna steal them from her and go instead, while she figures out those short stories she owes me. Past Me's clean up work is getting shifted to Future Me's desk while I try to tackle some time management for Future Me's docket.
Also Future Erica is, as always, in charge of dinner.
Future Erica is responsible for two short stories that need to get done sooner rather than later since they're on a deadline. They're just seeds now, germinating at an anxiously slow rate. If Future Me doesn't get on the ball with this, it's gonna become my job real quick.
Future Me was responsible for filing taxes, but it eventually fell to me. For some reason Past Me never gets that chore dumped on her. Future Me and I agree that's probably for the best.
Meanwhile, Past Me left me a bunch of work that needs to be edited, including three manuscripts. She never finishes anything. Currently the industrial age fantasy is going through a round of revisions and I find myself writing her lots of notes along the lines of "are you kidding me? Were you high?" Which is pretty much the standard memo format.
On the flip side, Past Me is pretty unimpressed with my productivity lately.
Future Me just bought tickets to Sucker Punch but I think I'm gonna steal them from her and go instead, while she figures out those short stories she owes me. Past Me's clean up work is getting shifted to Future Me's desk while I try to tackle some time management for Future Me's docket.
Also Future Erica is, as always, in charge of dinner.