I have been lost this week since I didn’t finish and print this month’s planner until today. I can definitely tell when I’m not reflecting and prioritizing my day’s work; my motivation wanders, and my brain feels scattered.
This month’s cover art is from a series of photos I took of the Vulcan statue in Birmingham, Alabama on a weekend with my sister several years ago. Vulcan is the Roman god of the forge, and his likeness presides over Birmingham whose primary industry when the Vulcan statue was created was steel. The back cover is a “cheeky” nod to the fact that everything south of Vulcan is continuously mooned by his apron-less backside (which is where I live).
If you used the April planner, I’d love to hear how it worked for you or if you have any suggestions. And if you try the planner this month and like it, be encouraged that I prepared June and July and have already scheduled them to post here on the blog before those months begin. 🙂
“Eat a live frog first thing in the morning and nothing worse will happen to you the rest of the day.” Mark Twain
I am trying so hard to get motivated, but it’s a struggle. I know it’s at least a little related to depression because it is improving; it’s still just so hard. I would prefer to be one with the couch even though I know it’s the least healthy choice I can make. Instead, I have been trying to just keep moving as much as possible, and I have attempted to follow Mr. Twain’s sage advice.
Frogs for breakfast are delicious.
Actually, no part of that is delicious. Or fun. But it’s adulting in the face of an overwhelming desire not to, which is a win against depression brain. I’ve been trying to “eat a frog” or tackle the thing I want to do least in any given day first so that I get it over and done with. I’m not succeeding every day, but I have managed to complete multiple tasks that had previously been sitting for several months.
I’m back at the keyboard more regularly, so hopefully that will mean regularity on the blog. I’d like to promise you that I’m back for good on a regular schedule, but I won’t. I can’t. I don’t know when something will take me out at the knees and knock me silent again. I tend to drop everything but survival mode when I’m overwhelmed, and, even though it was lovely, that’s where I was over the holidays.
I do have some plans mapped out for Mabbat, and I know God keeps telling me to write. My goal for the year is to be faithful to be more disciplined at my writing so that God can use that work for his glory. In fact, “disciplined” was the word I chose for the year, so I guess “Eat a frog,” will be my mantra.
What do you do when you need motivation? What’s the best advice you have to offer from your personal experience for someone struggling like me to get moving?