I have the day off tomorrow. I’m going to do so much. Clean the bathroom, do laundry, clean budgie cages, vacuum, aquarium water changes. I’ll make a dentist appointment and also an appointment to get my shots for my trip.
Tonight I really believe this.
What will actually happen tomorrow:
Sit in front of the computer, wearing my pajamas and drinking tea till noon. Decide I don’t really need to do laundry, the bathroom’s not *that *dirty, I’ll “forget” to make my appointments and then, at 4 I’ll do the only thing that has to be done - clean budgie cages and aquarium water change.
At 8:00 I’ll realize that not only have I done nothing, I’ve forgotten to shower and now I’ll have to have one in the morning.
FloatyGimpy, I do the same thing. The trick for me is to put only one item on my to-do list: (1) close the laptop. Usually, that’s all it takes. After five minutes of no internet, I get bored and start doing chores.
My lie is that I tell myself I’m going to start eating salads twice a day. I did this once, years ago, and lost a lot of weight. However, I OD’d on salad then and now I can’t eat them more than twice a week or so. But I keep lying to myself that I can go back to that!
If there are things I really must do I usually do my trick of “10 and 10”. I’ll set my phone for 10 minutes and I work for 10 minutes, then I sit on the computer for 10 minutes. Back and forth till I get stuff done. Or I get “enough” done
Mmmmm, so warm and comfy in my pajamas, sipping my tea. I’ll start doing stuff in a bit.
I’ve been really bad about this the last few years. I used to have a hobby that used up every one of my vacation days by early October. Now that I’ve abandoned the hobby I end up with a bunch of vacation days to burn around Thanksgiving and the end of the year. I take the days off with big plans for getting projects done around the house. What actually happens, time after time is that I shut the alarm off at 5:45 AM and sleep way too late. Sleeping late does not refresh me, it drains my energy. But sleeping in feels so good while I’m doing it. So, I get up and drag myself to the warmest room in the house, my “office”. That’s where the desktop is and I start checking all my regular stops on the internet. Once I get all toasty warm, I’m increasingly reluctant to venture to the colder parts of the house, let alone go outside.
That said, I did take Friday off last week and from Thursday after work to Saturday afternoon I spent a lot of time outside getting caught up on leaf management.
“I’ll be in bed by midnight, and out of bed by 9 AM feeling good. I’ve got some places to go and when I get back some yard work to do”.
I just “had to” watch one more episode of a series I’ve been binge-watching, and my pre-bedtime routine ( brush/floss, load coffeemaker ) dragged out for unforseen reasons. In bed by 1:45 AM. Feel right to sleep. Woke at slightly after 6 AM for a swig of water. Tossed and turned till 8 AM or so. Slept fitfully till 10:40 AM. Felt groggy. Two mugs of coffee later, I feel awake but still tired. Will accomplish all I intend to do, albeit in a hurried manner and feeling somewhat lousy.
“Yaaaawn” well it’s 12:13 and I’m still in my pajamas. I did make myself some breakfast though so that sort of counts as doing something. We’ve decided to have a movie day so I don’t imagine much of anything getting done except budgie cages and water change.
At night I take my meds (prescribed and self-selected) and tell myself how great I am and what all I’ll do tomorrow. I’ve forgotten that by morning and must face the truth of what a useless wretch I am. I assure myself I’m too sharp to lie to myself. Is that a lie too?
Things to do: A long, tedious list, easily procrastinated, so no worry.
