Category: Literary Journey

I have taken on the goal of becoming a plant lover and gardener. My history with plants has been one of undertaker. I buy one and start planning its burial with weeks (not to be confused with putting it in the ground, they go in the landfill and I run out to get a replacement. My theory has always been why buy cut flowers that live a few days when I can buy a plant that lasts for a few weeks for the same or less cash. I’ve even has some last for months.

So I’ve decided why not learn to nurture the wild and invite them to be a part of the family instead of planning for their wake.

This has been easier said than done. There is so much to know. It’s not as simple as giving light and water – who knew – how much is enough, too much? Or feeding them (whoda thought they needed food), when (and how) to give them a trim, keeping them from becoming tiny mites dinner, and how moving them causes them stress.

Stress! Now that’s what this relaxing event has given me. I’ve undertaken a task for life, not death. Any pointers?

Procrastination, the habit of putting things off, is a profound skill I possess. I’m not alone.

According to solvingprocrastination.com, “around 20% of adults procrastinate chronically.” Quite a statistic.

My boss has called me a completionist. At first, I felt insulted when I heard those words, but when he said it again it made sense.

I hate things hanging over my head so I want to get them done as soon as I can. The completionist craves the finality of a done job, while the procrastinator resists the starting process.

This is the war going on inside this doer.

Here’s where my friend Deadline comes to the rescue. Deadline is the mitigator of this battle. The commander keeping procrastinator in check. The looming deliverable is just what I need to get me up and off my you know what and out of my head to the task at hand.

Are you a procrastinator? What do you do to get motivated to action?