My motivation on house-related projects was waning yesterday.
Truth: my motivation was non-existant.
I have a list of things I need to do and I looked at the list about 592978301 times throughout the day, and I just kept thinking of other things I should do instead.
I managed to haul my cookies to the DMV to (finally) get my WI driver’s license with my brand new house address on it. I managed to vote. I managed to get myself a few staple food items.
I managed to look at the weeds that are threatening to take over my garden.
I didn’t, however, manage to do anything about that last thing.
Luckily, the flowers are much more vibrant than the weeds, so I can continue to overlook the weeds for another day. Or week. Whatever.
Instead of doing anything remotely productive all afternoon, I instead parked my butt on my lounge chair and read all afternoon. The weather was nothing short of perfection and, well, I couldn’t not read outside.
I finished one book and started the next right away.
See? Told you I’m a reading machine. You can read my review of Ready Player One here.
Also? I made cookies today. That counts as productive, right?
Anyone else find that the best way to combat a lack of motivation is to just embrace it? I think that’s the best plan of attack. At least sometimes. Sometimes like when it is 75 degrees and sunny and the next 4 days have thunderstorms in the forecast.
Doesn’t look like weeding will be done anytime soon…