So a friend posted the following link on Facebook today - Why Change Is So Hard: Self-Control Is Exhaustible from FastCompany.com. All along I've been thinking I must be lazy, I have no discipline and now they've gone and proven that that's not true. It turns out that my self-control has been exhausted!
In fact, I bet since I'm a little bit of a control freak I probably have less self control to burn on new things than the average person since I use it all the time. Ack!!
This is such a revelation and I really needed to hear this especially since my last post a week ago. Despite my brave words that day in defiance of my Tarot card - I really haven't gotten much done to advance my career. I completed four pieces but since I already had two done and one started when I wrote that post, completing one and doing one in a week really isn't that great an accomplishment. Okay okay so I had to scan them and post them and code my website to include a new gallery - it's an accomplishment just not an enormous one.
Oh my god, now that I think about this breakthrough a little more - it's a nightmare!!! I need to control my self-control!!! Which will exhaust some of my self-control!! Which means there's less of it to control!!
And there - now it's gone so I might as well go back to bed. At least I got this blog written! Hahahahaha!
Cheers!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Holy Mackeral! Even My Daily Tarot Card Knows What's Up!!
So here is my daily tarot card reading for today compliments of the Tarot app http://apps.facebook.com/tarotdeck/?ref=ts on Facebook:
Seven of Pentacles Reversed ~ Getting mired down in the details of a projects. Feeling there is room much to do alone, so you stop working altogether. Tired of waiting for rewards to manifest. Working too hard without taking time out to enjoy the benefits you are receiving. Spending too much time going over the details and not enough time enjoying the journey.
Obviously they screwed up this sentence somehow - Feeling there is room much to do alone, so you stop working altogether. - but I think I know what they're trying to say because this happens to me all the time. I have so many projects swimming around in my head, more floating around my home partially complete that I just become catatonic with project overload!
The thing is - they (the mysterious they who say all kind of things) say that forewarned is forearmed. So since I now know that this is a possibility for today I can just take steps to not have this happen. I can trick my OCD tendencies by making a list of projects but sprinkling it with other things like errands and cleaning. If I add some simple things to my list then, when I get them complete, the sense of accomplishment helps push me through to completing a few of the other projects.
Do I really believe in fate and tarot, you say? I'm open to the possibility - the thing to remember is that just because the tarot card or horoscope or whatever predictive vehicle you like says that something is going to happen doesn't mean it's so. A person has free will and can make choices in their life and every choice you make alters what fate might have had in store for you.
So today there was the possibility that I would have a lazy get nothing done day because I have a lot on my plate (which I do by the way!), I'm slightly hungover, and I'm not sure where to start. It's gloomy out too so that exacerbates my tendency towards sloth and procrastination. But now I'm up and dressed so I'm going to run errands and while I'm out I'm going to make a plan of attack in my head for tackling the rest of my projects!!!
Cheers!!!
Seven of Pentacles Reversed ~ Getting mired down in the details of a projects. Feeling there is room much to do alone, so you stop working altogether. Tired of waiting for rewards to manifest. Working too hard without taking time out to enjoy the benefits you are receiving. Spending too much time going over the details and not enough time enjoying the journey.
Obviously they screwed up this sentence somehow - Feeling there is room much to do alone, so you stop working altogether. - but I think I know what they're trying to say because this happens to me all the time. I have so many projects swimming around in my head, more floating around my home partially complete that I just become catatonic with project overload!
The thing is - they (the mysterious they who say all kind of things) say that forewarned is forearmed. So since I now know that this is a possibility for today I can just take steps to not have this happen. I can trick my OCD tendencies by making a list of projects but sprinkling it with other things like errands and cleaning. If I add some simple things to my list then, when I get them complete, the sense of accomplishment helps push me through to completing a few of the other projects.
Do I really believe in fate and tarot, you say? I'm open to the possibility - the thing to remember is that just because the tarot card or horoscope or whatever predictive vehicle you like says that something is going to happen doesn't mean it's so. A person has free will and can make choices in their life and every choice you make alters what fate might have had in store for you.
So today there was the possibility that I would have a lazy get nothing done day because I have a lot on my plate (which I do by the way!), I'm slightly hungover, and I'm not sure where to start. It's gloomy out too so that exacerbates my tendency towards sloth and procrastination. But now I'm up and dressed so I'm going to run errands and while I'm out I'm going to make a plan of attack in my head for tackling the rest of my projects!!!
Cheers!!!
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Okay even my dreams are trying to encourage me...
...at least I'm assuming that's what this weird dream I had meant!!! I can't remember all of it but I know there was some kind of plot that my old co-workers and I were trying to solve. (Old co-workers you say? Easily explained - I just saw them all yesterday at a birthday luncheon for my old boss.) Somehow we were associated with some kind of zoo or animal shelter - whatever the case there was a big cage of these bright fuschia-coloured tiny, tiny birds only they weren't all birds. At least one of them was a shape shifter who looked just like Ryan Gosling with a fuschia-coloured feather outfit on (I don't know so don't ask) but he looked really tough and mean and I think he was like the prince of the shapeshifters who were supposed to be helping us. Anyway, lots of random stuff happened and towards the end I was calling in to the bird cage saying if there was anyone in there who had some news to let us know. Suddenly one of the tiny birds that was sitting on top of the doghouse (it looked just like the one I used to have in my yard for my dog - why it was in a birdcage...*shrug*) changed shape. Still tiny but now it looked like a goofy toylike little seagull or duck or something made of polymer clay - like claymation. I ran in the cage and was trying to coax it to talk to me and it turned into a tiny little black pug also made of polymer clay. Then my phone rang and woke me up so I will never figure out what was going on, why a claymation pug was trying to talk to me, or why Ryan Gosling was dressed in bright pink feathers!!! No wonder he looked mad!! Hahahahahaha!
Anyway, the little claymation-looking pug coupled with the fact that I made a small sculpture out of polymer clay for a friend of mine the other day and my friend Tom commented about my sculptures on my last blog leads me to believe that since I'm getting underway with the FB page and the blog that my subconscious wants me to start doing some more sculptures. Or at least scan my old pet sculpture pics and post them online. The box of clay is out on my art table (aka dining room table) so I'm going to run a few errands and try to come back and sculpt or at least scan pics so you can see what I'm talking about.
What's that you say? Did I figure out what Riley was doing in the bathroom wastebasket? No but I solved that problem by taking the trash out of the wastebasket and throwing it out. Did it work - no but at least now he's just knocking over an empty basket!!
Cheers!!
Anyway, the little claymation-looking pug coupled with the fact that I made a small sculpture out of polymer clay for a friend of mine the other day and my friend Tom commented about my sculptures on my last blog leads me to believe that since I'm getting underway with the FB page and the blog that my subconscious wants me to start doing some more sculptures. Or at least scan my old pet sculpture pics and post them online. The box of clay is out on my art table (aka dining room table) so I'm going to run a few errands and try to come back and sculpt or at least scan pics so you can see what I'm talking about.
What's that you say? Did I figure out what Riley was doing in the bathroom wastebasket? No but I solved that problem by taking the trash out of the wastebasket and throwing it out. Did it work - no but at least now he's just knocking over an empty basket!!
Cheers!!
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