You get two chances to answer this and the first one doesn’t count. Ready? Â What lovable goofball is always whining about how much she’d get done if only she had the time? Uh huh.
She’s had the time and you guessed it – nothing got done. Â I am a hardcore slacker with a block the size of Cleveland. Â I’m currently on day two of vacation and so far, I’ve done three 30 minute readings and that’s all. Â What is wrong with me? Â I’ve got stuff to do, newsletters to write, classes to pull together and here I sit playing Diner Dash on my iPad.
Sigh. Â I feel floaty and sad. Not sure why. Â Then that creates cracks where the doubt creeps in. Â As I was driving out to get lunch, I heard “What if you make this big leap and then you do nothing at all but sit on your ass and play games?” Â I know that’s the fear talking, I do. Â And I acknowledged it as such. Â Still, I allowed it to drag me down into the abyss of Stuckville. Â Where I am currently residing.
Anyway, I’ll pull out of it. Pilates tonight (joined by Duty) and I actually like going to that – it’s the only fitness related activity where I truly inhabit my body. Â Once a week is not enough but for now it’s a start.