I should NOT plan.
When I dream of the things I want to accomplish I’m nearly always ruined.
I know why, but it doesn’t fix it much.
I have the brain crack problem that Ze Frank describes. Basically I focus on the accomplished goal instead of the DOING of the thing. I picture a clean house or a picture drawn or novel published. That is brain crack. Our brains love that and they also then file away the goal as a done thing and you lose the motivation to get up and do the damn thing.
It is far better to make the process your goal. To focus on doing the thing. Then you have a better chance.
However, I have spent the better part of this week thinking about how I want my living room to look. Not how I am going to make my living room look that way. I have done a similar thing with the balcony and bedroom.
It’s far more satisfying than planning the mopping and the vacuuming and the polishing. I’m not sure why those dreams of scrubbing floors don’t hold my attention as much. Who can say, really?
We are supposed to have a snow storm tomorrow. It’s a good day to get cleaning done. Not the balcony but I assure you, there is PLENTY to get done in this apartment.
I had planned to do it a couple of weekends ago and fell victim to brain crack then too. I do wish I would learn a lesson and then change permanently as a result of it. Why don’t I? It feels like a flaw in my life.
Everyone does it. Knows what is good for them and then doesn’t do it. Sometimes despite experiencing the failure of not doing it. Why?
Of course, if we all started doing the things that are obviously best for us, the economy would collapse. All the diets and self help books and seminars and coaches and psychologists and drugs would no longer be necessary.
Do you suppose we are broken just to support the modern economy of fixing our brokenness?
ANYWAY. I have created a Pintrest board in the name of Cleaning. To inspire me on the actual DOING of the task. Hopefully this will redirect my thoughts to more practical matters. But I never thought I would be a person who has a Pintrest board for cleaning. WHAT IS MY LIFE COMING TO???