I had a bad day off yesterday. I'm a regular marketer, and usually I do a good job of dealing with things. I usually get the daily tasks I've set and do exactly what I need to do.
But wherever I'm trying, I'm trying to expand my performance and I'm quite a barren day. What's annoying is that when it happens, I know exactly what I'm doing. I can clearly see that I'm allowing myself to be overcome by laziness, but I still allow it to happen.
The conclusion is that I'm destroying the whole day in a cowardly, imperceptible, inactivity and I feel unwell and consumed by guilt on my own obsession.
I'm getting better, though I have developed some useful methods for sipping a postponement in my breast.
- Make it happen. A foreigner can be very handsome and will sneak at you if you're not awake. Suddenly you think you've spent a few hours doing something that was supposed to take you for five minutes. I usually find that my postponement begins when I get close to the end of the project and the finish line is on the spot. I think it's because I'm afraid that now I have to show my pet's creativity to the world and it scares me so my temptation tries to protect me. When does it usually start? What are calls?
- Make an immediate plan. My only defense is to get right down to the basics of action. Step one is reminding me of what today is a task. Step two is breaking it into small chunks and when the postponement is imminent, I find those lumps need to be even smaller than usual. I usually share right down to & # 39; ten minute bits; tiny features that can be completed in ten minutes or less. Step three is to choose the first ten minute lump & # 39; to be completed.
- Do it, do it, do it. I realize that I almost have to scream on myself, like a cruel drill coach, to get me to take the first step. I have chosen a ten-minute approach, giving me carrot and the letter. My spiritual shells and threats of dire consequences are the letter, but this is the balance of the comforting, caring thought that I only need to work for ten minutes. Then I simply knock down and perform my ten minute operation. As soon as I do, I suddenly find myself in the groove. I'm absorbed in the project, the postponement is coming back and I get back on track. The relief is terrible.
After ten minutes, I take either a short break before taking the next dose, or I feel so excited that I continue.