It seems to me that I am more productive when I have many things to do and there is little time pressure.
And when I have a few things to do and the end of a project is near, I start to procrastinate.
I think it is like a vulture, hanging in an unseen tree overhead, watching and waiting. And when I make that critical check mark on my to do list, it starts to soar in circles around me.
“Ha!” It says. “She is almost there. Let’s slow the world down.”
And then I start finding meaningless chores (meaningless to the projects I am working on), like vacuuming, washing floors or windows, filing the pile of paper on my desk.
What is that all about? Seems to me the hardest part of a project is not at the beginning to get started. But at the end to get finished. To keep pushing yourself for the same energy seen along the way.
When I have awareness of something, then I have something to act on. And when I realized that I was actually slowing down as I moved closer to publishing my book, I laughed. How the universe conspires. And how we must be ever vigilant to let that force come and then go. So we can tick the final, the ultimate box.
And then celebrate what I have made .
And then move on to the next project.
With maybe a little procrastination in between.
So that I can rest and enjoy the day.
