Of progress and leeches

Yesterday evening – when it would have been time to write a WIP Wednesday post – my obvious lack of progress got me thinking. Lately I have a hard time with getting things done, my days on campus drag on and on with little progress on my PhD and my guilty conscience grows heavier every day. This is the time when I have the opportunity to get on with it and get a lot of work done I have a lot less time for during the semester. Instead my incredibly awful Monday was followed by only slightly better Tuesday (which improved only because I took the day off and my mind away from the disaster of life as a doctoral student)

All of this got me thinking about leeches. Not the bloody kind, mind you, but rather ‘time leeches’. I seem to lose an incredible amount of time due to these leeches and it really starts to bother me. Two major culprits aka leeches can be located in my everyday life:

  • The Television
    The Internet

When I moved out of my parent’s flat years ago I didn’t own a telly and spent my evenings happily reading on the sofa. I got things done during the day (looking back now an awfully big amount of things!) and went to bed at a reasonable time (well, mostly 😉 ) Later when I still lived in shared flats I also shared a telly and that was fine as well. But today I end up in front of the tv most evenings, mostly because my awful and inefficient days at work seem to suck all most of the drive and motivation out of me and I find myself seldom capable of more than a vegetative state on my sofa. This sucks! Big time!

The irony of identifying the internet as another time leech is the fact that I’m writing this to be posted exactly there and the preparation of my posts and everything attached to my blog takes a lot of time. On the plus side, writing a blog and reading and commenting other bloggers output is less of a mindless task then watching the telly.


To cut it short (ahem, short-er) after a semi-productive day yesterday (see above!) I stopped halfway through writing this post, saved the draft, switched off the computer and settled down in my favourite armchair with a tea and a book. No tv, only the radio in the background. I spent three hours there, happily reading then went to bed at a reasonable time and – oh wonders – managed to crawl out of bed less tired and a lot earlier! Now I’m at the office, determined to be more productive today and spent the evening without tv or internet. After all, I want to read some of these (sorry for the dark picture!)!


What about you? What are your time leeches?