Talking To Myself But Not Really

New plan. 

Actually, I think it's better than a plan. It might even be considered a life hack. 

I commute a half an hour to work every day in my car. I drive a half hour there and a half hour back. I have an hour per day in the car where I can't really be productive unless there are phone calls that I need to make. I hate texting and driving, and I'm a loudmouth against it. However, I'm a big fan of Siri while driving. I talk to my phone a lot. I jot down things using Siri while I'm driving that I need to remember when I get home, and it helps keep me organized. 

Part of the problem I run in to with keeping current with the blog is that I don't have the time. The hours get away from me, and when I do finally have a minute that I might be able to get down some thoughts, I'm so flipping tired that it's not even an option. Seriously, the level of exhaustion that sets in after dinner time is catastrophic. All my good intentions are right out the freaking window. 

So, on the way home last night, I have an idea. I started talking to Siri. Our conversations have been going on so long that she might be turning in to my Samantha. Anyway, when I got to work today, I had a free minute before I needed to really dive into things, and I was able to take the things that I said to Siri last night, and turn them into a blog post, which I then posted online. It will go live tomorrow, and I have something that didn't take any extra time out of my day but that checks another thing off my list.

I didn't really make the resolution to write more, I did want to make it a priority to go my readership up some and be more present around this silly space. I'm wasting an hour every day that I could be using to chat with Siri. I don't mind looking crazy. In fact, it's kind of my hobby. So Siri and I will hang out on the way home, and I'll go through my thoughts that she and I talked about the next day. Sounds like a good plan to me, and it chills out my "holy-shit-I-hate-that-I-spend-an-hour-per-day-doing-nothing-other-than-driving" thing. 

It's hip to be square (and mobile!), kids.