I’m excited! My wife and I purchased the absolutely perfect red paint to transform our front door into the warm and welcoming entry of my dreams… about a year ago. Yes, I’m serious. One. Year. Ago.
I crack myself up.
For example, yesterday, as I crafted the Day Five Challenge for Sick of Being Stuck September. My plan for today included knocking some projects off of our collective to do lists. I searched my brain for the best, most universally applicable examples. I hummed and pondered and wondered, trying to come up with projects that people already mentioned they needed to tend. I had nothing, nothing at all!
And then I thought, if I had projects to do, what would they be?
In a blink, I had a dozen on my page (insert more laughter). I’m the one hosting this clutter clearing adventure and that list had me wondering if I ever get anything done. Of course, I do. I’m rather productive but the same stuff, usually that which is just on the edge of my comfort zone, gets put off over and over again. There’s always plenty of stuff that’s easy to do (or practically on fire), so why would I stop to do a project that’s resting so comfortably on the back burner?
My job as a life coach is a big, fat, hysterical piece of humble pie. Every single time I think I’m coaching someone else, I realize that the lesson I offered them is for me, too. It seems that they are always for me. Every single time I support someone else, the message comes back and slaps me in the face. Gently, at first but if I don’t pull it together pretty quick… things get out of hand.
So, guess what I planned to do to celebrate Labor Day? Yes, it’s time to paint that door. I’m also decided (and committed) to clear out some junk in my trunk (of my car), to attempt to repair the hole in my son’s new favorite t-shirt, and … package up the treasures for those who accepted the DAY FOUR challenge. (It was a very important day so everyone who did the deed gets a treasure!)
I know how easy it is for projects to get piled up. In fact, at my house, they aren’t even piled up. They are more spread out here and there, a little in each room, side by side. That’s because everyone who lives here has some degree of anxiety about forgetting things. There’s a little voice in our heads that tells us that if we can’t see it, we won’t do it.
Well, guess what? If we don’t dedicate the resources–time, money, energy, etc.–we don’t do it anyway! And before long, the first begins to blend into the rest of them and we find ourselves with clutter and to do list drama.
Of course, there is good news. I always have some, right? And it’s always basically the same.
Next: It doesn’t have to be this way.