I’ve had an epiphany – a very sudden, extremely truthful revelation about myself:
Jenna has a hard time staying focused thus finishes very few of her creative ideas.
See, I first started to examine this concept about myself a couple weeks ago . . . when D nicely asked if I could please finish some of my projects around the house. [What? You don’t like heaps of craft supplies all over the place!?] Seriously, though, he’s right. One of D’s best qualities is he’s direct and never passive aggressive. I mean yea, sure, sometimes what he has to say is hard to hear [and I get a little girly-butt-hurt about it], but more times than not, he’s usually dead on. [Damn it.]
The entire notion of me not completing things made me sick. “I finish stuff,” I thought :( and then yesterday happened.
I was talking to my mom on the phone and she was telling me all about the work she and my dad needed to do around the house. “I wish we could just finish some projects around here.” [Shit.] As I looked at my multiple creative plans around me, the “character flaw” sirens started to blare. “Is this learned behavior?” I thought. Both of my parents have this insane work ethic and it has been engrained in me since December 8th, 1984, BUT is this kind of lifestyle secretly counterproductive?
“What man actually needs is not a tensionless state but rather the striving and struggling for a worthwhile goal, a freely chosen task. What he needs is not the discharge of tension at any cost but the call of a potential meaning waiting to be fulfilled by him.“ – Viktor Frankl
Well, whether it is or isn’t, I’m making a list. [WINNING!] I’m going to get stuff done and I’m not start anything else until every item is checked off my list ;) I guess I better get to work, huh?
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