I’m in a strange place running from someone. I don’t know what for, but that doesn’t stop me. I quickly find a building to hide behind… Just as they reach for me — I — I — I…
There is the faint sound of Odin. Can’t he just fall back asleep? I’m so tired… First I was running, now I actually have to get out of bed? No wonder I like naps so much…
I am exhausted. I feel as though I can never catch a break.
It’s 6:15am. He’s not supposed to be up for at least another 15 minutes.
I don’t know why I even bother to set an alarm these days…
There is no such thing as the luxury of a snooze button anymore.
Oh yeah. The baby. Right.
I drag my lazy butt out of bed, throw on some pants, and somehow manage to make my way up the stairs.
He is happy to see me, but more excited to eat.
Somewhere in that time I find the smallest amount of energy left in me and pretend I am ready for the day.
Something about today seems dull.
Yes, I am sleep deprived (always), but something feels off.
Almost as if something drained all of my motivation — my bed is the only thing that seems to make me happy.
Okay, just 30 minutes in bed, then I will get up and do things.
Here, let me even make a to-do list (in bed), that way I am at least being somewhat productive, right?
I don’t know about you, but this is what a lot of my mornings look like.
Unmotivated. Frustrated. Tried. And FULL of excuses.
Sometimes I just don’t get it. When I worked at a real job, I actually did work. I cleaned, and stood on my feet for hours. It almost seemed easier.
Why would working for someone else help you stay motivated? I sure wasn’t doing the things I wanted to do.
Yesterday I tackled the task of cleaning my kitchen.
Let’s just say things kept piling up. It felt as though every time I did the dishes, it was never done.
So I just told myself I needed to clean for 30 minutes. I didn’t finish, but I got started at least.
Then later in the day, I was feeling lazy again. So I said 30 more minutes of folding laundry and more dishes.
I ended up spending a full hour cleaning, no complaints, and it felt great.
I realized it was the nagging tasks that were holding me back.
How many times have you told yourself you will get to something, and then never do because it’s so insignificant that you figure you can always just do it later?
Those are nagging tasks.
Ones we don’t want to do — so we put them off.
Little did I know, those tasks have been hanging over my head for a week now. That’s a whole week of wasting my time feeling lazy.
Here are some ways I found help me when tackling nagging tasks:
Give yourself a time limit — work on it for 30 minutes, then you can be done.
Have a “reward” for when you are done — no you don’t have to go out and buy yourself a trophy. It can be something as simple as a nap, or an episode of your favorite show once the kids go to bed.
Don’t do anything until it is done — don’t put it off, you will feel so much better once it’s done.
It took me awhile to realize what was holding me back. I know what it’s like to let things hang over your head.
And to be honest, without someone there to keep on your case about it, it’s easy to just push to the side.
don’t let the little things build up. Trust me, altogether they feel a lot bigger than they actually are.
Let me know what your nagging tasks are down below. I know we all have them.