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My Life as a Wanna Be Blogger

Woman typingIt’s Friday night. It really isn’t much different than any other Friday night you might see me spending in my early 40s. I mean, there certainly aren’t any “keggers” to attend. Bono stopped calling. And I’m pretty sure my cats have their own plans.

But it’s Memorial Day weekend. I imagine most of you are BBQ-ing it up or pre-gaming for your Saturday afternoon BBQ. If you’re not doing either of those, I hope you are at least watching Shark Tank with some popcorn and your significant other and not a complete and total loser winner like me.

Oh, me? Oh don’t worry about me. I’m just sitting here at the computer with my TV off (applause please) and trying to write award winning blog posts. Because I will find a way out of my cubicle. Tomorrow morning, I will be taking a break from blogging to take my sad little basement jewelry studio by storm. Baby steps, baby.

Peace out, partiers.

Diary of a Procrastinator

writing pensI paced by my desk numerous times this morning glaring at the computer screen like it was a dreaded dental appointment.  Chanted in head: “Write.  Blog.  Get out of the cube.  Write.  Blog.”  A few times I walked by the desk turning my head purposefully so I didn’t have to be reminded.  Saw laundry basket sitting next to desk.  Remembered I needed to bring it downstairs.  I paused to consider picking it up, and then decided to ignore it, too.  Gave myself ultimatum that my choices were laundry or writing and, without hesitation, picked laundry.  Downstairs in the laundry room I stopped to notice all the piles of paperwork and boxes of jewelry supplies that still need sorting through.  My wanna-be-jewelry studio has hung over my head like a sopping wet hoodie since we moved into the house 3 years ago.  This sad state of affairs was overwhelming so I headed back upstairs.  I’m not totally useless – I started the washer.  Wandered aimlessly around the kitchen looking for a snack.  Noticed how adorable the cats looked in the sun room as they both attempted to sniff fresh air out the same window.  Aww they look cute.  Grab camera.  This turned into a full kitty modeling session that lasted at least 15 minutes until, one by one, both cats got up and walked away.  Was it something I said?  Suddenly I was hungry.  Eat.  The dishes that had been sitting in the sink for at least 24 hrs suddenly HAD to be washed that. very. minute.   Hmm –  If I remember correctly, my toilets need a good cleaning . . .

Itty Bitty Stupid Little Baby Steps

It’s one thing to get this blog up and going, and another to actually start a regular routine of writing.  I’m sure the same thing applies to any goal you or I might have.  You can plan and plan, dream all day long and still, you actually have to DO THE WORK.  And sometimes, it’s not pretty.

This is usually the point where my motivation stamina fizzles out.  Yep, right at the very beginning.  A tiny confession here: it doesn’t feel like the beginning because I’ve spent umpteen months planning and thinking about doing it.  And right about now I feel like – whew I’m tired – time for a break!

I think taking baby steps can be very frustrating and, frankly, annoying.  I mean, we all want instant gratification, don’t we?  When I stare at a long-term goal it looks insurmountable.  Some of us give up just looking at our creative to-do lists before we ever start.  As much as I hate to admit it, baby steps is the only way to achieve your goals.  The hard truth is: DEAL WITH IT.  Accept it.  Taking baby steps now may feel like you’re not getting anywhere, but you’re always inching your way toward your goal. Continue reading

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