My procrastination (like that of many of my brethren task-putter-offers) stems from a serious fear of failure.
If I don’t actually start this thing, I can’t fail at doing it, right? Flawless logic.
Except there’s this thing* that I’ve been wanting to do for quite some time. I made the mistake about six weeks ago of looking into it enough to see if it’s even a possibility (it is) and took the first tentative steps to see if I could make it happen. I probably could.
And that “probably” is killing me.
I have had exactly two tasks to do, to start along the road of trying not to fail. I have been putting them off for at least three weeks.
I need to get over the fear and stop procrastinating and buck up and put my nose to the grindstone and stop using terrible cliches and just do it (oops) already.
And here, internets, is where I ask for your gentle assistance.
Comment, and tell me to do it. Comment again on Monday to see if I did. Shame me into getting over myself and just getting to it. Because I am not having much luck convincing myself that without a little risk there is no opportunity for great reward.
*You may ask what the thing is, and I might tell you. Then again I might not. But I certainly won’t blog about it.