|What is this crap?|
It's always easier to point the finger at others and inanimate objects than fully accepting blame and responsibility. So here starts my finger pointing to why I am always doing something but never finishing anything.
1. No deadlines. I spent two years in a master's program for journalism, which was filled with lots of writing and deadline after deadline. Sure, I wanted to pull my hair out when there were 12 hours until that final Media Law research paper was due, but I still finished the paper and turned it in early: one hour before the professor retired. Now that my projects around the house and life goals don't have that strict deadline, what is getting me out of bed in the morning? It sure isn't that alarm that has the worn out snooze button. Then it's 11:00 a.m. and breakfast turns into lunch, today's goal turns into tomorrow's, and now it's dark and time to go to bed. Where'd the day go?
|They're not cute kittens, but they'll do.|
|Why even shower now?|
4. Undiagnosed ADD. Once I'm moving and not watching Old Christine, I have all the good ideas and intentions in the world. I need to finish unpacking. I need to update my iPod with new music. I have that bill to pay. I need to call State Farm for insurance quotes. I should clean my room. I have a few e-mails I've been meaning to send. I need to clean out my car's trunk. That painting is still unfinished! And I still haven't showered. There is just so much!
Once I start bustling around the house, I soon find myself standing in the living room, looking around blankly to what I meant to do in there. My suitcase sits open in my room with just a shirt and receipt left in it. My iPod's still dusty but I had pulled out the connecting cord. I picked up my phone, but checked Instagram and Facebook instead of using it as a phone. My room is cluttered as ever. My e-mail is open, but I've been chatting on the Gmail chat. My car's trunk is open outside, flapping in the breeze. I'd put paint brushes on the counter. The bathroom light is on and the water is running.
|Being a genius is exhausting.|
Once I realize all that I've started, none of which is finished, I see I've left my computer on the kitchen table. I need to move it back to my room...after I do a quick check of the Facebook news feed and find the latest One Direction music video.
Is it still raining, or is it getting dark out?