Setting goals is not my forte. Either they are so far fetched they are completely unattainable, or they are so mediocre there's no point.
Yesterday, I thoguht I'd start with some simple goals- you know, some basic things to drive me to do a bit more, to feel a sense of accomplishment at the end of the day. They were:
1)Finish the laundry- meaning, all washed, folded, put away before hubby gets home
2)Wash the couch cover and pillow covers, dry, and put back on couch
3)Make 2 aprons
These were, what seemed at the time, very reasonable goals. When I told my husband what they were, he looked at me as though to say, "ok.... and then what else are you going to do?" I couldn't blame him, these weren't all day jobs.
At the end of the day, the laundry was NOT done, the couch cover was still in the washer, I hadn't even gotten downstairs at all to sew, and my kitchen was a bit of a mess. What did I do all day?????
I don't know, but it sure took all day to do it! So much for reaching my goals. Today, my goal is:
1) do something
I think I will feel better about myself when I can honestly say I reached my goal!
The Scream
1 week ago
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