I’ve been wondering a lot about why I can’t seem to get myself on a schedule. During my final few years of undergrad I started getting myself into a schedule of the things that needed to be done (except the whole schoolwork thing, which got done right before it needed to be. Oops). Grad school was even better (except for the schoolwork again, ha).
I was watching TV, and as I started looking around the room I was in, I wondered why on earth I can’t seem to get myself into any type of routine or schedule. And then it hit me- there aren’t really any consequences I (apparently) care enough about to make me change my ways. For example, when I was in school, I had to use the laundry facility. There were many popular times where I ended up having to wait it out for way longer than I cared to a few too many times. I discovered that if I went in at about 7:30-8 on Sunday mornings, I’d never have to wait. I could get all my laundry done, get to the school gym as it opened (wouldn’t have to wait for equipment!), shower, get brunch, and then I had the whole rest of the day to do whatever it was I needed. If I did laundry, I put it away because I basically just lived in a room and I needed things in their place if I wanted to be able to move around.
Now, I live in a place that has more than one room :), I have my own kitchen and cooking materials and my own washer and dryer and so on. If I don’t put my clothes away for a few weeks, I can put them in my bedroom and close the door. If I don’t feel like cleaning my kitchen right now, who cares? I live alone.
The problem is, I’m more stressed out than I need to be. I have to dig through a pile of clothes to figure out an outfit. I have to stop and wash dishes so I can finish cooking the meal I’m in the middle of.
I’m glad I had that moment of clarity, and I hope I can use this info about myself to make some changes that will help me let go of some of my self-induced stress out of my life. There’s enough stress in this world without me creating my own. 🙂