It is now Tuesday morning.
The laundry has been IN the washer for two days. It NEEDS to be moved to the dryer. I CHOSE not to make this move for two days. Moving it would’ve taken less than five minutes, but I chose not to do the thing I need to do.
And now there is a very smelly consequence.
This is SO annoying! Not only does it stink, but I now I’m about to waste extra time and resources to re-wash it.
Sigh: I do the sniff test: it doesn’t pass muster. If I go ahead and put it in the dryer, even with 8 dryer sheets, it will still be musty after it dried. Then I’ll really be wasting time and resources.
(I haven’t even mentioned that moving the laundry from the washer to the dryer is NO BIG DEAL because they are both on the second floor. I walk past them about a hundred times a day! I don’t even have to go to the basement for this nonsense!)
Ev. Ree. Thing.
It’s been the washer and dryer situation everywhere I look. I know what I need to do, but I haven’t frickin’ done any of it.
What have I been doing? The same stuff as you, probably…
- Laying around
- Catching up on Netflix shows
- Downloading podcasts
- Planning my great plans
- Checking social media
- Seeing friends
- Keeping my kid alive
I threw off the covers, collected all the dirty laundry, folded the clean laundry, re-washed the stanky laundry, and felt accomplished. I looked at my calendar for the day. I made a plan. I worked out. I packed my lunch. I got some shit done.
I needed to call myself on my own bullshit. I feel overwhelmed, stressed out, and a bit cranky. But none of this is being done to me. It’s all because of choices I’ve been making.
LOTS of our clients have complained that they’re having a hard time getting their groove back after the holidays and New Year Binges. Everyone had grand plans for themselves the Monday after New Years. Only a few are acting on their plans.
We get it. Boy, do we get it.
Yes, I am. I very much want to feel less stressed, more confident, and more engaged with whatever I’m doing. I don’t want to go a hundred miles an hour in four different directions. And I haven’t done ONE THING this month, so far, to help me feel like that.
Have you? Are you ready?
You’re gonna have to give some shit up if you are. Call yourself on your own bullshit if you want to achieve your goals. Own that shit if you’re ready for a different life.
Think of me walking past the washer and dryer, knowing what I needed to do and choosing not to when you are ready to own your stuff, flip the switch, and call yourself out.
Get your act together. Stop coddling yourself. Shock yourself with your grit and determination. Impress yourself. We’ll be impressed as hell too, waiting over here with your high five.
Come get it.