Today Beula wrote about this topic. A few days ago, Vickie mentioned the same topic. I suffer from these. Actually, I have a tendency to be proud of my perfectionism, but unfortunately it leads to procrastination which is quite embarrassing to me. I hate that I am a procrastinator. It causes me many difficulties.
For example, on Friday afternoon at work I was doing property tax renditions - that were due on Monday. They HAD TO BE in the mail on Friday and I was doing them at the last minute. I have had the forms since JANUARY! Why do I put these things off? I don't know if that is related to my perfectionism...or if it is just matter of not working on things until they absolutely positively have to be done.
I feel so much better when I stay on top of things that need to be done. But when I start lagging behind, I become paralyzed and I don't accomplish anything. I just can't get started. It is like my brain and my body just freeze and all my mind wants to do is play solitaire on the computer, while projects pile up around me.
However, if I can get myself moving and keep the momentum going, I can accomplish so much. I can be very efficient with my time and even amaze myself at how much I can do a little amount of time.
The problem is getting started. A helpful thing I learned from Fly Lady is setting a timer. Just setting a timer for 15 minutes and telling myself that I only have to work for 15 minutes is often all I need to get myself moving. And then once I am moving, I tend to stay in motion. But there are still days where I can not even motivate myself to set the timer. Why is that?
(By the way, I finally got my houseplants watered this evening. Poor houseplants, they are being neglected.)
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glad to hear about the plants.
middle child scrubbed the tub within an inch of its life two days ago - so shiny I can't believe it.
I took the car - cleaned it out and took it to the wash to use the high powered vaccum - every time I get in it - I am thrilled.
Youngest and I cleaned out her laundry room locker - over the weekend - some clean clothes had been in there so long she had outgrown them. . .
And instead of lamenting because I had not made it to the store all weekend - I took the opportunity to REALLY scrub out the refrigerator - all the shelves and drawers out - pitched and cleaned.
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