We’ve all complained in one way or another about procrastination. The difference between the complainers and the successful, is that at one point in time, the successful stopped complaining and started doing.
So without further ado, I will commence complaining, let off some steam (you can call me a bag of wind), then cease the self-pity for at least 1-2 months.
Goals are typically personal. They’re expectations of yourself and what you want to accomplish. I have a goal of reading twenty books this year. If I do so, I’ll be happy. Being that I’m still on book 1 out of 20, I’m feeling discouraged. Would someone else understand my frustration about this? Maybe, and maybe not. Another may aspire to read 100 books this year. Do I wish I could accomplish that? Sure, but that’s impossible for me. I’m pretty sure I know my limitations.
But in reality, I don’t think we truly know all our limitations. I certainly don’t know all of mine. Everything seems so attainable, so easy, until you take a glance up from your to-do lists and fancy ideas, and realize there’s a colossal tidal wave of aspirations that is seconds away from crashing down on you. Which is what happened to me this week. I’m a member of critters and have a self-imposed shrinking quota to meet. Because a critique of ~7,000 words takes at least 2 hours for me. I’m currently working with two betas. I’m still trying to finish the first draft of my mss.
That’s just the surface of my weekly routine.
I would like to get back into my artwork this year. I have a 1k piece puzzle I want to drown myself in. I loom. I read. I’m addicted to twitter and WP reader. I work part-time, full-time wife, homemaker, and I homeschool my two daughters. Note how I go from lowest to highest priorities.
To those who have the focusing skills of an eagle, I am jealous. When I get the time to sit down and be productive, that slot of free time basically isn’t there because most of it’s spent cleaning out my inbox and social media outlets. I have this bad tendency to think that these activities don’t take as long as they do.
So I’m going to stop complaining and start doing.
From the wisdom of Holly Lisle : Those things that you control are your goals. Those things that depend on ANYONE else but you are hopes, dreams, fantasies, or expectations, and it’s important that you realize that they can NEVER become goals, no matter what you do. If you do not control the means for creating and defining your own success, you are embracing fantasy.
It’s only 3 weeks into 2016. If you’re feeling overwhelmed by the amount of projects and aspirations you want for yourself, start trimming.
Take out a pen and paper and make a list of all your weekly responsibilities, goals, and activities. Make a note of how long each activity takes. Do you notice that you binge on Candy Crush Soda for about 2 hours the night before you have to go to work the next morning? Oh wait, that’s just me. Well trim that down to 20 minutes. Or less. We all need to destress somehow, so some form of entertainment is imperative.
After you’re honest to yourself about how long each activity takes, start trimming. Start crossing things out. Postpone lesser want-to-do’s to next month so you won’t feel so crunched for time. And accept that you can’t do everything in 18 hours a day. I thought I could be the crit-superstar and do 5-6 a week. Yeah, sure. I don’t have that kind of free time. I love helping people out, but there needs to be a balance between helping others and helping yourself.
How do you destress? What do you do when you feel overwhelmed by all your goals and wishes?