Yoshimi battles the pink robots

I’m beginning to feel slightly victimised by technology.

Not the usual wifi blackspots, refusal of the computer to talk to the printer when it’s sitting RIGHT THERE or the losing of my mobile in wet and unpleasant places.*

But a personal, inbox invading victimisation.
I shall expand:

Part of my job is to write content for our organisation’s website and we’re just introducing a new system to help us organise the site behind the scenes – planning the content, images, blogs, films, campaigns, social media and links.

So far, so good.

But as part of the new regime, I also get emails from the system which are meant to help and encourage the planning work.

The last three emails have had subject lines that could only have been written with the intention of filling the recipient with confidence and courage for the working day ahead.

No word of a lie they have been:

• Your brain isn’t always right
• How to manage the chaos
• Your brain is lazy

Given that my brain isn’t right, is frequently in chaos and could feasibly be viewed as lazy, I felt unfairly targeted by this unprompted electronic judgement.

However, when I actually read the things, they give some quite helpful tips about inbox management, communication and structuring the working day.

But the most interesting of their tips were those that could also be applied to a life with MS and they are:

• More rush = more fuss
• Stop saying yes
• Get out of your own head

I think the first two tips are fairly self-explanatory. I don’t always follow them, but I really should.

The third one is more complicated and despite the theme of last week’s entry, doesn’t refer to gin.

In the workplace, so the tip suggests, it’s about getting your goals out of your muddled head and down on paper so you can work towards them with some sort of clarity.

In the personal space I think it’s probably pretty much the same.

The only snag being that I find any kind of forward planning difficult with MS due to the sheer ruddy unpredictability of it.

Going away next year? Unknown. Coming out at the weekend? Unknown. Working tomorrow? Unknown. Watching the TV tonight? Unknown.

But I think the overall premise is pretty sound, so I’m going to give it a go, starting with the smaller, more immediate targets.

Goal one: find the paper. Goal two: find the pens. Goal three: remember what on earth it is that I wanted to do with all this pretty stationery. 

:: Yoshimi battles the pink robots by The flaming lips

*I’ve dropped two phones down two toilets in my time. I am a techno-idiot who doesn’t learn from her mistakes. I managed to salvage one by bunging it immediately in rice and praying to the god of communication (Hermes, not Vodaphone.)

The rice worked, but – top tip here - the helpful man in our local phone shop tells me the most effective wet phone saver is cat litter. I know, remarkable.