Stories from a life in progress.

Hard tasks

Some days it's really hard to get up and going.  Today is one of those days.

Not because it's Monday, though that's a good guess.  It's because I booby-trapped my task list last Friday and now I have to deal with it.

Some kinds of tasks are just plain hard.  Everyone has their own set of hard things, the stuff that they struggle with or just plain don't want to do, for whatever reasons.

Hard tasks take extra energy to cope with, and I completely ran out of energy by mid-morning on Friday.  I kept picking the easy tasks off my list and leaving the hard ones behind, because I didn't have enough gumption left to deal with the hard ones.

I knew I was making a heck of list for Monday morning, and now Monday has arrived, and it was really hard to get out of bed today.  Not because I was specifically thinking about these tasks.  Because somewhere in the back of my mind I knew they were waiting for me, and it was easier NOT to think about them at all and to just pull covers over my head and daydream.

I'm terrible at facing hard tasks.  I am a past master at putting things off until they become irrelevant, or until they ABSOLUTELY MUST be dealt with and the stress of them finally forces me to cope.  This is a really bad idea for people who want to work for themselves.  It means never making any real progress.

I KNOW that, and now I have to work on changing myself.

I'm up.  I'm out from under my covers, I'm sitting at my desk and my task list is right beside me, on a pad of paper with a pen ready to mark things off.  I count five things that are going to be hard, each for its own reason.

Let's see what happens.  I'll report back tomorrow on my progress.  I don't expect a perfect score, but three out of five would be all right.

Here I go.  Wish me luck.