Huston, we have lift-off

Funny, how out of nowhere, I can get the gumption to accomplish a task; one that has been on my 'todo' list for as long as I can remember. Fix this, plant that, polish or paint and I can see those little tasks all lined up like people waiting to get into a hit movie. Todo list start out innocently enough;  it's desire to keep track of those distractions of effort challenging the objective of the moment; a sort of conflict of competing values.  Such as replacing burned out overhead light bulb in the garage.  It's necessary, when I get home and its dark; then it will matter a whole lot more than when I'm running late for work; so clearly it is meaningful, but actually not a reason I'd present to the boss if he called me on it.  “Oh, I saw my garage light was burned out and you know how that sort of thing doesn’t get done unless you get-right-to-it in the moment you see it right?  No?” 

 I suspect contributing to the delay are those tasks that are really annoying, even if practical;  for me it would be replacing the heater filters.  I know why it should be done; all about cost saving; fire threat concerns even, but it’s a royal pain in the butt; just as it is also most likely to spend months on my todo list…that grows considerably faster once I got married.  Is…there a connection? I believe now that two of us are placing tasks on the list there seems to be an alarming, exponential growth pattern occurring. 

   Many of my friends told me I was so gifted at lingering on the insignificant that perhaps I should Blog?  But I thought, "naw...I've other things to do than pester strangers."  Yeah, I  focus on a select few...they are the ones I send my tempest to.  After all, they can tell when its time to get my prescriptions altered.  "Um, Al is painted purple and on the roof naked with his deer rifle... again, call the doc."  Of course I'm kidding...I don't own a deer rifle.  And if I ever shimmy up onto the roof naked, well, I just don't see it ever happening, even if something needed fixing.  Purple on the other hand...hmmm.  Dare I reveal that blogging helps me keep my todo list robust with tasks, that truth be told, I could accomplish in a single afternoon?

Now that I have a wife to keep me on task, I’m wondering how much effort it is going to take me to continue this process of delay? I’m rather fond of allowing them  to fall onto the trampoline of later to bounce merrily calling out for my attention, "Hey dad, look at this"  Isn't that what is said right before the trip to the hospital to set a broken arm?

Now none of what I just wrote about has anything to do with Space, NASA, or Rockets; unless of course the subject of ideas as being rockets of thought measures up….then I have a frigging arsenal.