I have a bad habit of…not following through on projects. Anybody with me? Everybody say heeey, hoooo, heeey, ho-shut up, Kate.
I’m better known for getting an idea in my head and immediately beginning to move on it – I’m an initiator, a researcher. I start googling crap, running to the library for more info or to the store to buy that thing I need to get that job started. Note that I didn’t’ say, “…get that job done.” Because it’s the finishing up part that I struggle with.
I have a rather exhaustive list of projects I’ve started and have failed to complete, or as I like to say “have put on the back burner for some day in the future.” Here are some examples:
Scrapbooking. I have $200 worth of crap materials and six scrapbooks, each one-quarter complete and nobody ever looks at them.
Organizing the spice rack. I make eggs for breakfast on a sunshiny Saturday morning. I reach for the salt in the spice cabinet, but can’t seem to find it because everything is so unorganized. So I start pulling every spice out of the cabinet because I’m going to put the most frequently used spices in the front. Or wait, maybe I should alphabetize them. I pull them all out on the counter just as my eggs are done. I sit down to eat my eggs and as I finish I look with dread at all those stupid bottles and canisters scattered all over the counter-top. I put my plate in the sink and pick up the bottles and canisters and shove them back in the cabinet and squeeze the door closed so they don’t roll out.
Organizing the Tupperware. I need a lid for the salted coconut bark I made and I can’t find one to match the container. I’ve pulled just about every lid out of the cabinet, so I may as well organize the dumb things. Except that by the time I’ve pulled them all out I’m bored and I’ve eaten 12 pieces of salted coconut bark and my stomach is starting to hurt a little. I shove all the plastic into the cabinet and run for the toilet.
Knitting. This is the scarf I knitted for my mother-in-law…six years ago.
It’s a little small, but if she places it just above her coat collar, but below her hat, it’ll keep the nape of her neck nice and toasty.
Painting bedrooms. I decide to paint a bedroom, so I drag Steve to Home Depot to get the paint and tape. I help move the furniture, lay down the drop cloths and start taping the edges and suddenly I’m feeling parched. I need a drink. Maybe an iced coffee…or anything I can’t find in this stinky claustrophobic room. I venture out to get my drink and notice the mail has arrived. I pull it out of the slot and find a new magazine. I sit down and read it with my iced coffee. Thirty minutes later, Steve comes down wondering where I am.
He says, “What are you doing?”
“Oh, hey, honey. Can I get you an iced coffee? You’re doing a great job.”
“Are you reading a magazine? We’re supposed to be painting.”
“I know, but…do you really need me up there? You’re doing such a great job.”
Writing my book. I’m going to finish this one. I hope. I put it on the back burner for a few weeks because I went to BlogHer and then had company and then got sick, but I’m ready to start again. Lizzi, from Considerings, keeps busting my chops about it, which is what I need. She says that my story needs to be shared and people need to hear it. I love her.
And that seems to be the only way I can finish things – by getting lots of encouragement. Thank goodness for people like Lizzi and my husband, who is the master encourager…except when it comes to painting a bedroom.
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