Getting Stuff Done {part 1}

You see that?

That, dear friends, is my to-do list.

It's not even my complete to-do list. No, there's no mention of "vacuum the living room" or "check the fluid levels in my car" or "clean the litterboxes." (actually, I may make my sister do that)

There's no "make cool art" or "finish current craft projects." No "read giant pile of magazines" or "take a shower."

I just realized this is only about half of my real to-do list. If that.

Why so much stuff to do? I have a problem. I've already written about procrastinating. I've even written about failure. But see, I'm not really too good at taking my own advice. Recently (thanks in part to the lovely Rebecca Murphy, who is super sweet, and an awesome life coach, and if you're needing some help and direction in your life I totally recommend her), I've come to face what is probably my worst trait.

Guys, I am so effin' scared of failing you wouldn't believe it.

And THAT is why I procrastinate. Because as long as I don't do it, I can't fail...right?

So this is my list. This is the stuff I will get done this weekend. I realized something recently. Well, okay, several things.

1) There will ALWAYS be more to do.

2) If I fail, I can figure out how to make it better next time.

3) The only one who needs these things to be absolutely perfect is me.

4) How the heck do you screw up cleaning a litterbox, anyway? Especially when you do it all the time.

So. I have my list of what I'm doing this weekend. And I plan to get it all done. The only thing stopping me is myself.

First, however, I'm going to take a nice long nap. Because I've been up since 5:00 pm yesterday and I worked last night. So I'm going to sleep until "Jeopardy!" comes on.

Hey - "dealing with my 'Jeopardy!' addiction" was NOWHERE on my to-do list.