Even The Basset Is Tired Of Hearing About It…..

This is the look my dog gives me when I start to talk about work:
Basset Look

Yep, even he is tired of the complaining and the waffling. He’ll be happy to know that the talk about work will soon be replaced by something new to complain about. I mean it’s always something isn’t it?

Perhaps I need to read the yoga books again and get back to happy, positive thoughts but too many of those and my brain might explode. I’m actually not really a whiner but that shadow of doubt is there a lot. Time to pick myself up and think positively, come up with a plan and most importantly put in the work. That’s really the key, you can dream all you want but if you don’t put in the work then your dreams probably aren’t going to happen.

I’m starting with lists, I’m good at lists. A list of what I would like my life to look like, a list of how to get my life to where I want it and lists of tasks to do. Life becomes easier when we have a checklist. At least I think it does, then I have to stop making lists and start doing.

One Thing At A Time!

Coming out of a funk is always a good thing. I’m feeling much better but now I need to catch up on the stuff that wasn’t getting done while I was in a funk.

The filing, getting stuff back in order, eating right, back into a routine of exercising and writing.

My problem is that now I’m not in a funk muddle I’m in an overly ambitious muddle. I want to do too many things at once. I start something and get distracted by something else I need to do and then get distracted again and again and again. Pretty soon I’ve started a dozen things and completed nothing. Then I get confused as to what to finish and run in circles. I end up with piles all over, nothing where it should be. When the dog is here he gets tired just watching me.

I need to spray paint “ONE THING AT A TIME” on my wall. With partially completed tasks all around me I finally sat down and made a list, then I numbered the list. Things are getting done. Dishes…. check Laundry….. check Mail opened, organized and filed …. check

Things are coming together and once I’m caught up it gets easier. I have a plan by the end of the weekend I should be back on track and then I can just fall into a routine. Stop running in circles and making random piles and be able to focus more on the writing and bike riding.

One thing at a time and a plan, that’s what I need to remember.