On my desk I have a long to do list. If I don't write things down, I forget them: I have the memory of a senile goldfish. I have been focussing on trying to cross things off faster than I add new ones.
The wonderful world of email is largely to blame. It makes communicating with clients and colleagues so much quicker and easier, but also creates a steady flow of new messages to deal with, each heralded by a friendly but demanding 'beep', that I can never resist investigating, nomatter what I'm in the middle of.
Today I have spent literally hours going through emails, trying to make sure I have all the information I need for all my October school visits and booking all the trains.
I've also just spent £250 buying my books from my publishers, ready to take them with me into schools, for signing for the children. Let's hope I sell some!
Actually, the main reason I hope people buy them, is the weight. My little suitcase on wheels is great, but hauling it on and off trains can be hard going, and I always hope that it's lighter travelling home!