Yesterday, I futzed about– whining and mewling (to myself obvs, the dogs tune me out)– unable to find the hook to get me focused on the tasks at hand. Finally, at about 3:30 I decided the very best thing I could do would be to take the dogs to the beach and get myself an ice cream.
Apparently the one-two punch of ‘run away and indulge your inner child’ must’ve worked because I came home, emptied out the refrigerator, scrubbed it top to bottom and then tackled my desk and cleaned that as well. Woke up this morning and everything is right in the kingdom–well, except for the part about having got any of the work I needed to get done, done– but I feel optimistic. The sun is shining– the weather is spectacular– seriously, warm and spring like– and it seems I may have clarified my focus. *fingers crossed*
Maybe it’s that by conquering small, domestic tasks I can more easily sink into those that require the use of my limited gray matter? Or, maybe I am just housekeeper via procrastination? Who knows– but it seems to be my rather odd methodology for getting big projects done.
How about you? Any tried and true approaches that consistently get you up and over the wall– (besides, you know, just doing it in the first place)?