I have Mondays off. Each Monday, I write a list of things I need and want to accomplish. And each Monday, I barely scratch the surface. Those items just keep getting recycled one Monday to the next.
I wish I could get it all done much faster. Moving at the speed of lightning would be the superpower I wish for right now.
I have so many blog drafts to tidy up, so many photos to organise, so many papers to organise (or chuck), let alone all the routine and mundance household chores to attend to. And the mountain keeps getting higher, the monkey on my back morphing from a pygmy marmoset to a mandrill, the largest monkey in the world.
The mountains aren’t going to go away. I need a new strategy to face them. Because when I’m giddied by overwhelm, I lose my perspective; I lose will power, I lose patience. I comfort eat and the ugly me appears. I don’t like her. Neither do my family.
I am going to try a new tactic and work at sticking to it. As it’s said, to eat an elephant, you eat it one teaspoonful at a time. Bit by bit, a mouthful at a time. I’m sure it helps if it’s made of chocolate, but I digress.
I need to do what it takes to chunk my tasks and priorities both at home and at work. I need a to-do list and a timer and to stick to those small blocks of time on each task. It means everything is moving a bit. Then I can cycle back to the first task, if unfinished, and do it all again.
The thing that I will have to battle is me. I have a compelling drive to finish one task at a time. It means other things get delayed and I get stressed knowing those neglected monkeys are dancing behind my back. Logic dictates this practice is not working but I get stuck on auto-pilot. It will be a deliberate decision to go to manual.
Have I written about this lesson before? Probably, but as I like to remind myself, we are all a work in progress. Where would be the living if we’d already arrived? Still it would be nice to conquer and complete from time to time. Don’t you think?
“Nobody trips over mountains.
It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble.
Pass all the pebbles in your path
And you will find
You have crossed the mountain.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
Do you have a “monkey on your back”? What lesson do you find yourself having to repeat over and over again? How are you overcoming?