You guys, did you know that there are people out there who do their chores and pesky errands as soon as they need to be done? Hence, actually enjoying an occasional lazy weekend free of guilt and anxiety? These unicorns really do exist, and what should come as a complete shock to absolutely no one, I am not one of these people.
A constant state of chaos and deadline looming panic must be good for my metabolism right? Keeps the old ticker beating strong ? Strangely, no. As a life-long procrastination champ, I have a tendency to build myself a little pile of “shit that I still need to do”. Until eventually that pile becomes “shit I really should have done last week”, and finally the “omfg get this shit done RIGHT NOW!!” pile.
Then there comes the day, (typically the 3rd week of the month for me), where I look at that pile and I mentally drop kick myself in the chest. On those days I find myself tearing through that pile and checking things off the list that take little to no time, but I’ve just pushed aside because , meh, it’ll get done. When I have one of those days it feels so great to see that dwindling, now tiny little pile. But, if I just did these little things when they appear, wouldn’t I end up with more peaceful, anxiety free time in my day? Wouldn’t I be carrying less subconscious weight without that pile looming over me? I know the answer to this and yet…here we are…
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m a Virgo, and we Virgos love us some organization and lists. Fuck, I love lists! I love checking things off and being all “boo ya muthafucka I’m done !!” But the thing about lists is they always grow back. And I am one impatient little bugger.
Take this past Sunday. While putting the rakes back in the shed, Jeff decided we should move the winter tools to the front, and the lawn mower to the back. Easy enough, right? Well as I’m removing an old, moldy jug of rock salt, my eyes are drawn to other things that I can toss. Now I’m in full blown purge mode, and can’t fit anymore trash into our one, town allowed trash barrel. But I’m so hyped from the small purge that I want to keep throwing stuff away! It begins to dawn on me that if I had just thrown these moving boxes out 6 years ago when we moved in, I could be tackling a much better project right now. But instead, I go to bed pissed that I have to wait five days until the trash is picked up to fill another barrel. Meaning another Sunday will be spent on this same shed cleaning project, and my vacation photo collage will have to wait another week. The cycle my friends, is vicious!!!!
This is about the time I should pledge to start finishing a few little “this can probably wait” things each day and keep a log of how much more productive and efficient I feel. Perhaps this shows that I freed up enough time to get a little extra down time and leave work at a reasonable hour on a Friday. But this is me, so chances are I’ll just add this idea to the “some more shit I should be doing ” list…
Where Was I Going With This? 