I Don’t Like to Paint!
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Happy Labor Day weekend, y’all. I have managed to procrastinate about painting my bedroom for nearly three months. Today’s the day. It’s now 10:30 am and I’m still procrastinating - “Why start early? Let’s see what’s on TV to accompany us?” “You don’t have to push yourself to finish it all today. We’ve got tomorrow too, ya know - AND Monday!”
Normally, I’m not a procrastinator - I’m an accomplisher - so when I see me procrastinating, I’m very uncomfortable. My norm is to look for the good (there’s got to be a pony in there somewhere, right?) so here goes:
Pat yourself on the back for the steps you have taken. Well, I got up and ate breakfast. I mixed all the colors I have and I did turn up a lovely purplish-rose shade that should look good with my new duvet. I have striped the bed and am in the process of washing all the bedclothing. I have moved things around and have the ladder in place. Oh, I showered. And then I sat down at the computer to fritter away an hour so I wouldn’t actually have to pick up a paint brush and start.
What keeps us from the things we really do want to do? And in particular for this blog, what keeps us from taking the steps to rid ourselves of obesity when we really do know we can do that?
I really want my bedroom back in order, beautiful, and fresh. It’s been a shambles for months. That’s the “what do you want” part.
What does it take to get what you want? Just do it!
Are you willing to do whatever it takes? Soon as I log off this blog!
Three questions that can change your life.
So long,
Sister Mary Sherman Williams aka Pat
