I so wish there were a Starbucks flavoring called " motivation". I could add it to my coffee just like the toffee nut I usually go for. It would instantly transform me into a peppy, motivated, procrastination free version of myself. I would be able to simultaneously walk the dogs while writing out checks for the electric and oil companies. I would be cleaning the snow off the car while doing budgeting math in my head for next month. I know there are people like that. I'm not one of them. I want to be. I dream about it. I know most women my age are dreaming of Jamaican spa vacations and mini-facelifts, but not me. I dream of multi-tasking with energy to spare.
I'll let you in on another secret. When the house looks this bad, and the work has piled up, I imagine I'm Samantha from Bewitched, and I wiggle my nose and 'poof'!...everything is in its place, laundry clean and folded, floors swept, dogs brushed, dinner cooked, beds made. Ahh, I love that daydream.
Well, as I do not yet possess any magical powers, I'm just going to do what I always do when I've lots to do and time to do it -- whine to myself, be lazy, and spend an hour googling everything I can think of. Wow, my life sounds soooooo exciting. How can you stand it?