A Bad Day

So yesterday started out with great intentions. In fact, because of going to bed at a decent time the night before, I actually woke up bright and early, around 5:20 am. When I woke up, I felt rested and knew that I was not going back to sleep, so instead of bugging my husband (and toddler who had crawled into bed) with my tossing and turning, I decided to go ahead and get up.

I got up, made a cappuccino with my new Keurig, spent time catching up on my Bible reading (doing one of those read the Bible in a year plan), got the kiddos up and dressed as well as myself, took the kiddos to the library, and got the laundry going for the day. However, before we left for the library, I switched the laundry from the washer to the dryer, and then all of the bad stuff started happening.

On Sunday, our sewage system backed up, and the plumber had to be called. We got it fixed pretty quickly and then cleaned up. Thankfully, the mess was contained to our downstairs shower as well as under the washer/dryer (where the drains were). Anyway, apparently my husband moved the dryer back too far when he was readjusting it after cleaning it, and it messed up the dryer hose, causing it to start overheating (I saw embers!).

I smelled smoke, and assumed it must be the dryer. I started looking all around and quickly checked behind the dryer. That’s when I saw the embers. So… no drying of the clothes until the husband got off of work and managed to fix the dryer which involved lots of yelling and swearing while I cleaned up the kitchen, fed the babies, made us dinner, and put the littles to bed.

Then I decided to go down to see if I could help, and things went from bad to worse. My husband was already heated about the new hose not going on as well as he thought, so we picked a fight with each other. The laundry didn’t get done. I was stressed about that, so I did not go upstairs at 9:45, but I did go up at 10:00 and had the lights off by 10:30. But then hubby and I stayed up talking to each other, and I was up late thinking about that, plus the stress of the dryer and some other things, so I don’t think I actually fell asleep until sometime around 11:30 or midnight. And, of course, the youngest picked that night to be super fussy and got up around 3:45 and again sometime before 5.

So today started off much later than anticipated.

But, here’s the thing: this is the rest of my life. So I cannot let one bad day or even a series of days set me back.

Here is my checklist for the day:

√ Folded yesterday’s laundry.

√ Got today’s laundry in the wash.

Still need to:

  • Dry yesterday’s laundry.
  • Fold yesterday’s laundry.
  • Set phone alarm for 9:45 p.m.
  • Go upstairs at 9:45 p.m. to brush teeth/wash face/get ready for bed.
  • In bed at 10:00 p.m.
  • Lights out at 10:30 p.m.

As Mary and Peter over at The Frey Life state, “Do your very best” because that is all that you can do. So I am going to do the very best that I can today with my goals, and if something happens to mess them up, that’s okay. It’s only my job to do the best that I can.

Wish me luck!

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My Keurig Helps Me Do More Things

My husband bought be a Keurig for my birthday, and I swear that just having it in the house helps me do more things. I see it, and it motivates me to work hard because I am thankful that I have it.

Other things I am motivated by: taking a shower, doing laundry (which is why I figured I would start with that as my week 1 goal), and organizing some small area of my house. What about you? What sorts of things motivate you to get out of a particular slump that you are in? Whatever it is, I would encourage you to find that thing and then do it/use it before beginning your daily goals, whether that is 1 goal or several. Even though I am new to making myself do the things, I do know that our bodies thrive on routine–I’ve read this, and I have experienced it in my own life. Find your thing. Then do the things.

So, did I accomplish my task of completing one load of laundry yesterday? Yes, from start to finish. However, because I had laundry in the wash and dryer, I actually folded two other loads of laundry as well. One thing I don’t want to do throughout this process is to push myself so that I burn out. But in order to get that one load of laundry done, I needed to get the other loads out of the day. From here on out, I will only do one load of laundry a day as a part of my goal.

Also, I figured out that if I need to finish the laundry by the time my husband gets home, I need to start the laundry at 4:30 p.m. at the latest. One of the things I really struggle with in my procrastination is a sense of time. I had to make myself think, “Okay, it takes 30 minutes to wash a load and an hour to dry. Plus I need about 20 minutes to fold the load and put it away. Working back from 6:30, and building in an extra 30 minutes just in case (read: I have toddlers), I need to start the laundry by 4:30 at the latest.” Today is Saturday, so my husband is already home, but I am still going to make it a goal to get the laundry going by 4:30.

And now… the proof that I actually did the laundry yesterday:

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The dirty, stinky laundry needing to be washed, dried, folded, and put away. Ew.

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The nice clean clothes, sitting on my bed waiting to be folded and put away!

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Folded. Well, some of them. I fold them in sections: mine, my husbands, the kiddos.

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All done! And, no, I did not just move the laundry off the bed. I know that you all were thinking that…

So, today’s goal: Another load of laundry. Specifically, I am going to wash our sheets because they have been needing it.

Ah, falling to sleep in a nice clean bed tonight will definitely be a good reward for completing my daily goal!

A Procrastinator Does Things

Hi there.

I got this idea to write my journey from the blog A Slob Comes Clean. Although my house fairly neat (thanks in part to a wonderful husband who helps me so, so much), I do have areas of my house (mostly behind closed doors) that need help.

But my problem isn’t so much cleaning/organizing. I understand the need to put the toothpaste back in the medicine cabinet and the dirty clothes in the dirty clothes basket.

My problem is the doing it.

I am not sure when this became a problem. In high school and college, I received mostly A’s with a few B’s here and there. I had a major desire to please my teachers and accomplish my assignments on time (or even ahead of time). In fact, a few years after graduation from college, I went on to earn two master’s degrees in two years, something that is very difficult to do while procrastinating. However, behind all of the good that I did in my classes or my jobs, there were little things that I struggled with: I went to bed late, so I woke up late and was late to various classes and jobs; I did not complete part of my last internship in college, thus earning me my BA but not the certificate in what I was going to college for (I never went on to pursue that certificate because I was too embarrassed); requesting an extension or two in graduate school for classes that I did not like and that I struggled to keep up with; totally faking it (I am a horrible faker!) on reading the assignments in graduate school; etc.

This brings  to where I am now. I do things, but usually not until later in the day. I never get as much done as I could. I don’t spend time with my kids because I fight against wanting to get the things done and procrastinating and getting annoyed because they are there and “keeping me from getting the things done”.

*INSERT 45 MINUTE BREAK–FEED THEM LUNCH, GET THEM IN CLOTHES (THEY WERE SWIMMING), GET THEM DOWN FOR NAP, “NEED” TO UNWIND BY GOING ON FACEBOOK*

And, so, those are my excuses. The reasons I procrastinate. I can spend two+ hours cleaning or organizing something but only after I put it off again, and again, and again.

The reason I am here?

To document my journey of overcoming my procrastination.

I have tried many things, and many things have not worked, but I am determined to document my journey–whether I do the things or not–so that you all can watch me grow (that is the hope).

My plan is to add one thing/week that I will do consistently. I have other things that I need to do, yes. But I figure if I start small with one thing that I must do daily, and then add a new daily thing, eventually all of the things won’t become so scary. They will just become the things that I do. I will become a normal person who does the things and doesn’t fight them. Who still has faults and binge watches Netflix. Who does the things, too.

So… my week one goal? Laundry. 1 complete load every day. It must be done before my husband gets home from work.

Laundry. Wish me luck.