(Originally Published Sept. 2008)
I was sitting in the basement on a recent Monday night playing my football video game. The Bengals were moments away from crushing the Patriots, and then everything went dark.
While I was sitting deep in the man-cave of my basement, a storm had blown up and knocked out power.
Time management was never my strong suit, but a few years back I finally mastered the ability to start and finish a single task consistently.
Then I had kids.
In an ironic twist of fate, I had the ability to focus on one thing at a specific time for an extended period of time, but not the opportunity.
When I was single, I left the bathroom door open because no one else was around. When I go married, I left the bathroom door open a bit to hear my wife if she asked a question. Now my kids leave the bathroom door open and I can't lock it for fear of interrupting the potty training process.