I have a bit of a problem with putting things off, and telling myself that I will do it later. Later always seems to become 10 minutes before said project is due. My ulcers flare, I feel sick, my heart starts to race, my head hurts.
Then, I pull it all together like the rock star I am and turn it in as the deadline hits. The adrenaline takes over, and all the discomfort goes away.,…until the next deadline is looming.
I have been doing this for as long as I can remember.
I am also really good at finding other things to do, when I really should be writing. Like, mopping the floor, cleaning out my closet, or baking fresh bagels.
Or, finding reasons why I am unable to write, but can go for hour long walks with Jack, bake cookies, or do yoga.
My latest reason for not writing has been that I do not have a desk. Sitting at the kitchen table does not work well for me, I always end up with marmalade or peanut butter on me. Sitting on the couch with the laptop is not comfortable, makes my back hurt. Sitting on my bed to write makes me sleepy. Blah, blah, blah.
My dear husband as been listening to me come up with excuse after excuse as to why I am not writing more for the past year.
He showed up this morning with a new desk for me. He carried it up 4 flights of stairs, for me.
It seems I am out of excuses, and it feels amazing to be supported by such a wonderful man.
What things have your loved ones done to support you in your life’s pursuits?