ME: All I want is a sign to tell me what to do; just a little sign. Is that too much to ask?
I look up to see a two-ton weight hurtling toward me and it dawns on me that perhaps I should get moving. Maybe, like, uh right NOW.
That’s what I’m doing today. Moving. Moving stuff off my desk, my drafting table, my calendar. Making room. Oh my, if you could see what landed in the trash can and recycle bin this morning.
It’s as if I made a New Year’s resolution way back in January, and said, “I’d like to lose 100 pounds.” All winter, however, I kept stockpiling Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups in my bottom desk drawer, nibbling away at them all spring long, while I watched the crocuses and tulips bloom. Then June rolled around—aack swim suit season was upon us—and I said, “Whoa, I NEED to lose 100 pounds.” Yet, still those Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups kept filling the desk drawer and I kept eating them.
I hate Reeses Peanut Butter Cups.
We do that sometimes. We do what we hate, all to avoid what deep down we really want to do. We really want to rock that bikini, but we’re scared we won’t look like the Sports Illustrated babes and so those chocolate peanut butter confections become our best friends.
Even when we don’t like them.
But YIKES, it’s OCTOBER!! It’s too late, now.
“Calm down. There’s still time,” the universe tells me. There’s always time.
It’s up to me how I use it.
So today, Monday, I’m pulling myself out of the peanut butter muck of procrastination, doubt, and confusion and getting a move on!!
***I fully acknowledge that I am in the minority when it comes to Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. FYI, they’re American trick-or-treaters’ favorite, so you may want to stock up!
Or, maybe, you want to make your own?Just so long as baking isn’t your form of procrastination! https://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/homemade-peanut-butter-cups