Dogwood in sand
Well I still did not get down here first thing. I started cleaning the stove.
-- You're distracting --
oh. I guess I don't really want to write.
-- Patty. You don't think you do, but you enjoy it once you get going. Think --
Yes, I was up late working on a blog entry. It takes so long. How do people like Sarah Hey, do it?
-- You’ll get faster as you write more. --
Then I started to go through these piles of papers. I see time slipping away and I am so disgusted with myself.
-- Don't be. You'll get there.
You are, under line that twice, are making progress.
It takes time AND focus. Time alone won't do it.
Continuing to stay focused on the goal ahead, will. --
I started thinking about the website. Mike is out this evening. I can work on it and that excites me. Then I realized I'd better not touch the Internet until I've got the daily stuff. And maybe some cleaning done.
Or maybe not.
Chores wait, neighbor's needs have piled up. If I could just vacuum and put away the way the last bit of the mess! But I want to write even if it's only to post.
-- Use your desire to motivate you through your "chores."--
Like my grandmother?
-- Yes. --
You provided a good example for me. Thank You.
Work towards pleasure, even if the pleasure is actually a form of work. That would help. It would be nice to work towards something I love to do instead of work towards more chores.
One thing, I finally begin to see time really does keep moving. If I fritter away an hour and a half, it is gone...
Yet I can't be a machine.
I am constantly in danger of spending myself on not-bread.