Where the heck did the time go, Shakespeare?

Time, time, wherefore art thou, time?

I had such grandiose plans for the day.  I was going to get so much done.  Projects were going to be tackled, proposals were going to be sent out, e-mail was going to be diminished.

Alas, poor time, I knew him well.

What happened?

I spent over an hour trying to get a fax to go through to a customer service provider.  I had to call them twice.  I tested my fax machine to make sure it was still working.  I finally scanned the documents and e-mailed them.  I have no idea if they have been received.

Every e-mail I sent out seemed to generate two more in response.  I have more e-mail in my inbox than when I started the day.

I had a lunch meeting.  I had to pick up dry cleaning.  I had a call to discuss my social and web strategy which is like trying to figure out the best way to find a needle in a landfill.  On Mars.  While blindfolded.

And here I am - blogging.  While more e-mail come in.  I can feel them.  (Because of course I disabled the alert so as not to be distracted.)

Sometimes the day just gets away.  What to do?

1.  Avoid lunch meetings.  I try, but then I worry about having no friends and associates.  But they are a time slayer.  Opt for a conference call next time.
2.  Don't buy anything or use any services that might ever involve customer service.  HA!  I see no way around this evil time serial killer.
3. Start the day off with a prioritized list.  I didn't do that today and time pulled a fast one on me and escaped.
4. Be glad it's Friday and pretend you're going to get everything done over the weekend. 

Ah Macbeth - to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow!