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Motivation

Today is a day off of school. I spent all weekend hanging out with Tyler and it was wonderful and relaxing. I told myself that I would do school work on Monday and not worry about it and enjoy my Saturday and Sunday.

Today is Monday. I do not have any motivation to do the work I told myself I would do. Blah.

I have slept in until 11:30 am. I have walked the dog, put sweat pants on and read home decorating blogs. I love home decorating blogs. I don't know if a lot of people know this about me. I read either home decorating blogs or personal finance blogs. Kind of a strange mixture, if you ask me.

Yesterday at church a wise person said that I should be a hare if I am a hare, in reference to my tortoise post. What if I just roll with my un-motivation? Would the fancy hit me eventually if I just go where the spirit leads as far as what I accomplish today?

I have always felt inadequate in my self-discipline, the act of doing what I know needs to be done. It frustrates me. The wise person made a reference to the need to be an organized hare. That it is possible to feel accomplished without having a task completed.

I think that this goes hand-in-hand with one of my father's parenting one-liners. My father doesn't say much, he is not a talker. But he has one-liners that have stuck with me, that get repeated throughout life. One-liners that I have given others as advice. The one-liner that is relevant to this rambling is, "Plan for a direction, not a destination." Perhaps my thinking is too narrow, that I need to widen my parameters for accomplishment to include simply moving in an organized manner in a direction and not being fixated on the completed destination.

Today I am going to go after tasks on life's to-do list for as long as they hold my focus. I am not going to feel guilty when I put them down and move onto another task. Eventually, as I go from one task to another, I will find my direction and be moving through my day at the pace that is right for me.

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