It has been a week since my last confession. During this week I have thought long and hard about posting an update of what happened with that nifty list of items from my last post. Typical Misty M.O. I'm a thinker, not a doer. Of course, this blog is about finding a happy balance between the two, so here we go, a shameful list of my accomplishments.
Update from previous post -
- Cleared off bed - Check.
- Washed bedding - Check... kinda.
- Evacuated dishes from bedroom - Check.
- Planned stuff - Not at all.
- Buffy marathon - Triple check.
- Painted nails - Check! (First it was Barbie Pink then it was Electric Blue.)
- Updated this blog in a week? Er...
Okay, so that's progress. Sort of. Except for the fact that I didn't wash my bedding when I said I would. I actually did the washing last night, somewhere between the first and third glass of wine. Also, not listed, were normal things I find myself doing because I have to... sometimes. Like dishes and normal washing and cleaning the bathroom.
What is it about certain tasks or lists of tasks I am unable to follow through on? The whole thinking part comes so easily to me. It's the doing part that I fail on. I gave my youngest sister a pep talk this weekend about how she needs to focus on the details of the bigger picture instead the actual picture. Am I focusing too much on the details?
"Success in any endeavor requires single-minded attention to detail and total concentration." Will Sutton
I don't mind failing. Maybe I've become too complacent with the concept. Fail to grow, fail to learn. Whatever happened to succeed to win? Win to grow?
I will keep hammering away at the details, for now. What do I need to do tonight? I would like to clear off my bed. Again. I would like to put away the dishes I washed yesterday. I would like to do a load of laundry. I would like to move my possessions to another purse.
Fingers crossed.
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