Next week, I have ten unscheduled hours.
Not in a row.
Not in a day.
Sprinkled delicately across five full workdays like the glitter in that wedding invitation you opened on your carpet, and now you can’t quite vacuum up completely.
You know what would help?
A dragon.
Not because I’m melting down. Not because I want to quit and raise alpacas on a cliff somewhere. [Do I?]
Just… because I could really use a dragon who manages my calendar (and me quite frankly) like it’s guarding treasure.
Picture it:
- A winged assistant who flames down overbooked meeting invites.
- A scaly friend who hears “Can I steal you for five minutes?” and responds with a polite but firm growl.
- A majestic beast who sits outside my workspace like, “She’s in deep focus right now. Unless you’re on fire, go away.”
I don’t need the dragon to solve my problems.
I just need it to hold the door while I solve them—without interruption, context switching, or that one person who schedules over lunch because “it was the only time everyone was free.”
It’s not that I’m overwhelmed [some days I am.]
But it’s that I could thrive with a little more protection around the margins.So if you see me next week, flying from task to task with smoke trailing behind me, don’t worry.
It’s not burnout.
It’s just dragon mode, engaged.
I’m curious, for the three of you who may have read my meandering thoughts thus far, what magical creature would you hire to protect your calendar?
