It is the kitchen timer and it is my *best friend. *Definition of "best friend": someone you can count on to bring out the best in you, you can depend on them to always be there, and they are so willing to help you out.
I don't know why I am such a lazy deadline girl. I will put things off (unless I love them, of course) until I absolutely have no wiggle room left. I envy people who just seem to waltz through life effortlessly.
I don't really envy them, it is more that I am baffled by them - how do they do that?Enter the magical kitchen timer. I tell myself, PROMISE myself, that I only have to do the dreaded, put-off-for-hours-days-millenia job for 10 minutes. I then set the timer, knowing when the ringer goes off, I can walk away, guilt free! The ticking begins (I like the ticking ones the best).
My procrastinating psyche goes into a frenzy. I work focused and single mindedly (knowing I only have to be like that for 10 minutes). What is the magical part? Most of the jobs I hate take less than 10 minutes. But, strangely, if the timer goes off and I am not finished, I am SO CLOSE to being done I don't mind putting on the finishing touches. But it is okay because I am now choosing to do it. Same job, 10 minute investment, and I don't mind it. See what a hopeless head case I am. Here's the lesson, the first ten minutes are the hardest. You can thank your friend the lowly timer for helping you through it, for bringing out the best in you, and for making you look like one of those organized self-motivated waltzers.
3 comments:
Jeanie, I love it! I totally thought you were a waltzer, and I can't tell you how much hope it gives me to read otherwise! :)
i agree wholeheartedly! i love the kitchen timer and use it for all sorts of tasks...
so that's where I get it...
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