Friday, July 17, 2015

Just. Start.

It sounds so simple, doesn't it?

"Just start working out"

"Just start writing."

"Just start."

I am a huge procrastinator. I've figured out it's about half laziness and half perfectionism. "I don't want to get off the couch, but if I do, then everything has to be exactly perfect and pretty." My bottom is glued to that couch a lot. It's not something I am proud of, but it's the truth. I find myself doing the bare minimum a lot of the day. I'll fix the kids a snack, but wipe up the counters later on. I'll do a load of laundry, but you can bet I dry it 37 times before I fold it. I play with the kids if it involves me sitting, or better yet, laying down.

How did I get here? This is not the behavior I want to be modeling for my kids. I have a long list of goals to accomplish and dreams I would like to see come true. Yet day in and day out, I tell myself "tomorrow". Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.

I want to lose the baby weight for good. I want to create beautiful things with my hands. I want to read things other than Buzzfeed articles and write things other than status updates.

So what's the trick? I pinned a bunch of tips on beating procrastination, achieving your goals. and time management. Took me a few weeks to get around to actually reading them (insert procrastination pun here), but tonight I sat down with a notebook ready to learn the secret, the trick, the quick fix. And here's what they all boiled down to... Just start.

Yeah yeah okay whatever. But REALLY? What's the secret? Where does that motivation come from and more importantly how do you make it last?

Just start.

I'm still digesting that. I obviously started writing, so that's something. Although, I'm wondering how to stop starting over. I start diets, workout plans, morning routines, resolutions, habits,etc. I'd consider myself a decent "Starter". Where it hits me is about day 3. That's when I forget, or I don't feel like it so I start with the Tomorrow Talk in my head. When tomorrow rolls around, pshh. It's already over. Time to start again. Tomorrow...

I know I can't be alone in this. Yet when I'm scrolling through any social media platform I am bombarded by pictures of people doing things. Losing weight, making money, going on vacations, and seemingly having their sh*t together.

So, let this be another start. A new chapter, a better me, or any other super corny cliche you want to assign it.

Maybe along the way I will learn how to keep it going, how to actually finish some of the dozens of things I have started. It's not about being perfect, just being happy with my life and what I am choosing to do with it.