It has been well documented that I tend to be a bit of a procrastinator. Sometimes, the procrastination has a lot to do with something that is tedious (balancing the checkbook) or sometimes it is something that I flat don’t want to do (pick up the house). On Tuesday morning, I looked around the main living area of our house (which consists of the living room, dining room, and kitchen) and I noticed it was a bit of a wreck. I honestly didn’t want to pick up those areas and I was rationalizing why I shouldn’t have to pick that area up. My excuses included:
· I’m too busy to stop and do those dishes right now.
· No one is going to drop by and see this mess anyways.
· I can pick it all up on Saturday, when I’m off.
· Besides, it’s not that bad yet.
Why I think that I should wait until it looks like a bomb has went off in my house before I should start picking up is beyond me, but that is my slob nature. That thinking is exactly why I have been trying to turn my thinking around.
In an effort to challenge myself, I decided to just pick up the darn living area. But, I timed myself to see how long this whole process actually takes. Here is what I found:
In 29 minutes and 42 seconds, I went from this:
|Please ignore the receipts on the table.|
I'm in the middle of trying to balance the
checkbook to current. It is yet another
project that I'm insisting on procrastinating on.
In less than 30 minutes, I went from a cluttered, hot mess to something that I could be proud of. Of course, in doing this little project, I was procrastinating studying for my test that I had on Wednesday...