So last night I was reminded of just how bad things were in my life a decade ago when I was in my mid 30s. It was a very rough time and I would never go back. It got me to thinking if I had the chance would I repeat them? The answer is a resounding no.
How about you? Which was your worst decade and why and would you ever repeat it?A lot of us have crazy childhoods and there can be a very stressful firstdecade or two. However adulthood has its own adventures and can lead to some of the worst years of our lives.
Personally for me my 30s were the worst ever. I was in a crazy marriage which had constant struggles between medical, financial, family, death, job issues,
and mental anguish. I wouldn’t ever choose to relive them.
On the flipside, my 40s have been far and above what my 30s were. They’ve had their ups and downs but so far so good.
How about you? Which was your worst decade and why and would you ever repeat it?
Procrastination. It’s the bane of my existence. I have soooo much free time on my hands I don’t know how to fill my days.
Well. I do.
I’m just such a procrastinator that I fill it with the wrong things. Like…FaceBook, Pinterest, etc…etc…doing aimless research on things that have nothing to do with my books.
I’m job-searching (and redoing resume daily it seems) all to appease the ATS systems. Sigh. I get recruiters emailing and calling for the same job (one listing has sent five recruiters to me, wow they are desperate)!
Otherwise, I’m a housewife and cat mother. I take care of home and kitty to the best of my ability, despite despising cleaning. LOL My games eat up a lot of time (I’m soo addicted) plus knitting, or the aforementioned internet addiction.
How do I stop? How do I structure my day again? I need to make some hard and fast rules on what my time should be spent doing.
What works for you?
Reminders? Outlook/Gmail? I need a clock to go off and yank my phone away, open my book that I need to work on, and yell out, ‘work on this for one hour’!
Wouldn’t that be cool?
So…as I wile away this time writing out my frustration with procrastination and my consternation with aforementioned issues…I bid you adiue…
As I write this, I should be finishing up the edits on a re-release of mine. Note I said “should-be”. I should also be creating the paintings I’ve been yammering about for months, knitting for my family and kitty, plus volunteer shelter knitting…plus 100 other little things that I just haven’t the energy or motivation to dive into.
This is all too common for me lately though I have my good days where I kill it with the edits; but the comments make me doubt my own writing. “This sucks! Why did I write it this badly?” kind of moments are constant.
Then there’s all the other things I want to do beyond crafts like job-hunt (a need not a want)…visit family, play games, etc. etc. No mojo means no go.
My hubby is old school and says to just ‘force myself’. That doesn’t work for me. He’s never understood what depression really does to a person. So no, forcing it doesn’t help.
My parents are also no help (but I love them dearly) to where it’s the ‘pull yourself up by your bootstraps” mentality…just fine from folks who grew up in THE depression. Not so valid now.
So…what to do?
Well, I write it out. I’m a writer, it’s what I do. I’ve filled over four pages so far with thoughts on the issues; but no real solutions come to mind. I just don’t want to get out of bed in the morning. Short of hiring Chewbacca or a droid to assist me with that; not gonna happen so easily.
(Though if Coran came in I’d consider it). LOL
OK jokes aside, how do you get going and through your days? I’m finding things going at a snails pace, even slower than that sometimes….what do you do to motivate yourself?
My husband had bad back pain and therefore became my patient. Subject to all of my chattering and ideas bouncing off the walls! Poor guy. We were in pain together though; my wrist (splinted now for over a month) is making progress so I knit (some) but did very little else beyond chores or scrolling on FB.
How is all of this relaxing so draining? Does that make sense to anyone else?
I finally caved and started up a rousing march to get me on my feet! Only….to be sucked…back down into my chair…and watch the video after it, which was a very cool documentary! Point was, my resolve only lasted a mere two minutes. Sigh.
Hopefully things will shift. I’ll get some sleep, some willpower, some story idea (have NONE at the moment and haven’t written a word since finishing my last story 10 days ago). There’s just too much in my head.
How do you cope when you’re drained? What helps or hurts? I’m open to suggestions.
Well boys n girls…it is time for Plan C. Plan Creative or Charming or something else I haven’t conjured just yet.
Plan A went away in 2015; that was, a marriage, a house, the little white picket fence and goals. My life got complicated. (VERY)
Plan B was going great! New man, new state, new environment, and a great job. Well…that job went away in January.
So now…I still have my man (my fiance), a roof over my head, and a brain full of creativity (it’s just stuck in neutral). I also have loads of education (which is a blessing a curse). A Masters is terrific if it’s in your current field and you have a job already.
Have you ever reached a point for your Plan C? My goal now is to try to land any type of gig, but to work very much on my long-neglected books, ads, networking, etc.