It’s 10:11PM and I am determined to stay up as late as I need to in order to accomplish a few tasks that have been hanging over me for a long time.
Why? Because I am at my wits end with myself. Every time I look at certain action items I need to accomplish and move them to a future date rather than cross them off is killing me inside.
When I was a kid, I took piano lessons. I didn’t practice very much, but I wasn’t horrible. My teacher had me go thru these song books. Once she felt I mastered a song, we’d move onto the next one. There was this one song that took me six weeks to master. And the only reason I did was because on week six it donned on her that I’d been stuck on this same easy song in one of the books for way longer than the difficulty of the song merited.
So, she looked at me and said, “Play this song right and be done with it.”
Looking back, I don’t know if she was a great teacher or not, but that was a great moment. And I recently remembered it for whatever reason.
The task I’ve been prolonging is almost as ironic as it gets. I’m creating a new organization system that will theoretically help streamline my work flow so that I get things done sooner and maximize my time better.
But I’ve been in the changeover process for at least six weeks if not longer (probably longer). It’s a lot of work. The system I’m using is one I created based off some of David Allen’s method and some of the ideas I’ve heard from other names in the self help/organization movement.
It’s quite embarrassing to write this on the internet, but I’m doing so in the hopes that it will help me get it done.
I don’t have to be up tomorrow morning. So, I’m going to stay up as late as it takes and then sleep in as late as I need to. The most healthy plan in the world? Well, no. But it’s also unhealthy to self hate because you’ve let a project fall into limbo that you really want to be done with.
Rather, tomorrow I would love to remember tonight as a time I stepped up and got rid of a stressor. I’m trying to be a hero to myself. That’s what’s giving me the where with all to think that I can stay up all night like a college student. It’s time to slay the metaphorical dragon that is this task (don’t confuse the metaphor, because I love dragons and would never intentionally slay a real one if they existed).
Wish me luck. Or berate me for incompetence. Either way, tomorrow I will not have to look at ‘Get this document organized’ again.