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After another fallow Sunday, I’m thinking I should plant the seeds of a more productive week ahead. Maybe if I make promises here (promises to myself, because there’s no one else who cares), I’ll follow through. It has to be a real promise, though, and not just one of those half-hearted “I’ll do better” generic expressions of nebulous intent.
The trouble is that when I start to come up with promises, it sounds like a list of new year’s resolutions. Eat better, exercise more, get more regular sleep. Let’s face it. I’m not going to make any promises I know I can’t keep. As long as there’s ice cream and my TV chair and caffeine, eating, exercising and sleeping are going to be at their mercy.
Every week I promise myself that I’ll clean up this messy house. I even put it on my to-do list, week after week, room by room. But I never get to cross any of those rooms off the list, because something always gets in the way. Just because it’s on the list doesn’t mean it gets done. It’s a long list, and I almost never work my way down to the bottom of it. Almost? Never.
Yard work? I seem to have given up on that two or three months ago. I really must get back to it one of these days, but no promises.
Here’s what I can promise myself: I’ll leave the TV off from 11:00 am until 4:00 pm every day. No, let’s make it 5:00 pm, just so it hurts a little. This will help me with my biggest daily issue, time management. Sleep, diet, exercise — I can work around the problems I have with all of those. Staying focused at work has been a serious challenge lately. Let’s see if eliminating one possible distraction helps.
The goal, of course, is to get so much work done during the week that I can sit around doing nothing again all next weekend. | 
