I am a confirmed and unadulterated procrastinator. It is easy for me to put things off – sometimes indefinitely. Often life has to give me a swift kick in the keister before stuff gets accomplished. Not that I never get stuff done; it’s just that sometimes stuff is done out of grudging necessity rather than in the spirit of desire. I am also a long-time mistress to whim, whose fickle fascinations easily lead me astray. One minute I’m on the road to this and the next I’m beating a path back to that. Self-discipline is not my biggest forte.
When I do get stuff done, I feel great. Accomplishment buoys my spirit. I am happy and proud and unfailingly renew my resolve to “keep it up.”
Then I log into Facebook and those little icons in the sidebar beckon me to click on them. Three hours later I’m still third in the weekly Angry Birds tournament, but I’m also kicking ass in Zuma Blitz. I dare say that 100 consecutive gold medals for lobbing coloured balls from a frog’s mouth is not exactly the kind of thing one wants to be remembered for. And no stuff has got done.
Halloween has just passed. Halloween, my favourite festive occasion – Ever! – is considered to be the beginning of the Turn of the Wheel (aka a New Year). It is a time to reflect on the past and set goals for the future. Not unlike the January 1st New Years, Halloween is the point of new beginnings and fresh starts.
I’m a bit loath to call them resolutions. They are more like updates. I tend to set the same, broad goals every year: I will not procrastinate so much, I will not eat so much junk food, I will exercise more, I will write more, I will paint more, I will knit more, I will spend less money on unnecessary stuff… blah, blah, blah…
More than what? I suspect that is part of the problem. Anything more than nothing is at least something and, thus, the goal is complete. I can still say that I did all these things… just not to my real satisfaction.
So I am composing a new set of goals this year. Specific. Detailed. Realistic. With time lines.
What a great excuse to create a spreadsheet! I love spreadsheets. They make me happy. And I rarely procrastinate when one needs making.
I’m off, then. I can see the colour-coded matrix of plans and details developing in my mind even as I type (badly as it seems due to the high level of excitement about making a spreadsheet…!) and I dare not wait, lest it slip through the sieve that is my memory. Or I get distracted by another idea. Which is far more likely.