Your assignment: Undertake 10 specific tasks tomorrow.
Well I can see you’ve given me too much to do in the time so I’m aiming to perform 8 of those. Because I don’t want to run over into my own spare time, I’ve deleted two tasks which I consider unnecessary.
Those ten tasks? Oh. Okay. I’ll stay up half the night worrying and planning and set my alarm earlier than usual.
8 tasks achieved as promised. I haven’t knocked myself out (and why should I? I wasn’t asked to knock myself out) but I’m happy that it’s all done. Yay me.
I’m off to do something for myself now.
I haven’t finished yet!!! Can I have extra time?! I’ve only finished 7 tasks and only 6 of those are absolutely perfect! Oh I’m so cross with myself because I know I can do better! No, I won’t stop to eat. I didn’t sleep last night anyway so I feel a bit sick. I will get it all done. Boy, I’m exhausted. Stupid me.
Oh, I’m so disappointed with myself that all that took so long and that the last two tasks weren’t done better. I wish I were a better person. I’ll just lie awake all night going over everything and sighing hugely with my great sense of underachievement.
(Needed to write this today to remind myself… )