A bunch of people got together in this building, the Old South Meeting House. They decided. And then they did.
What they did, after many meetings across a couple months, is what we know as the Boston Tea Party.
In the last two days, I’ve understood the need to decide and act, in ways much smaller than throwing 342 trunks of tea into Boston Harbor, but important nonetheless.
Last night, as I was bouncing from twitter to flickr to email to RSS reader to twitter to….I realized that I was making no progress. I decided to spend the next 15 minutes writing instead.
It took an hour, but I ended up with one post each for two other places I am writing now (www.gnmparents.com and www.smallbizsurvival.com) Neither post was due for a couple days. In other words, I worked ahead on writing assignments because I decided to work.
Today I was working away from the office for the morning. At lunch, our whole staff met at Chipotle for lunch. I considering working away from the office for the afternoon. Then I realized that I had one thing that I absolutely needed to do today. It was more important than urgent, but there was an urgency to it as well.
I realized that I could actually decide to make getting that project done a priority. I could decide. My priority. But I also had to decide and arrange my schedule and follow through.
I am frustrated a bit as I write this, knowing that most people reading this are saying, “well duh.” I’m not sure how to capture the significance of of this.
Perhaps other than this:
My deciding to do things and adjusting my schedule to do them is the single biggest step to making sure they get done. And if I decide on one thing a day to finish, one letter, one set of thankyous, one powerpoint, one video, one book, one installation, one ____, in the course of a year I get 365 things done.
And that is a bunch of intentional movement.
It may even be revolutionary.