I had a pretty massive realization this week. I suck at self-discipline. I have known for a while that if I don't do it right away it may not get done for weeks. I regularly put off washing clothes until I have 3 loads. I put off washing the dishes until I have to creatively pack them in the dishwasher. I wait until the kitchen counter has at least 7 spots before I wash it. (I don't actually count the spots, but you get the idea.) We have piles of paperwork laying around. I don't vacuum until I just can't stand the dog hair. I'm not saying we are rolling in filth, but it isn't spotless.
I think I'm hungry and go scavenge for food. Instead of taking stock and realizing the I'm actually thirsty. I know I need to email someone and I don't do it for a week or more. I know I need to call a parent and I don't do it for several days. I had translation to do this week and I wanted to put off the last couple pages. I'm reading 5 pages of the Bible a day and some days it's actually 15 pages a day. We are a few dollars ahead this month, so I think I'll buy this shirt or that book or whatever. It's almost 10 and I'm just now writing this post.
Do you see what I mean? I have no self-discipline. I have been making small strides this week. I have drunk significantly more water than normal. And I have actually thought about saving money. Tiny strides, but heading the right direction. I have really got to work on this. I suppose admitting I have a problem is the first step. Julie has really inspired me several times to keep working. Thanks!
Ask me about this again in a couple weeks. Keep me honest here. I can't keep going on this way.
What about you? Are you disciplined?
(Maybe I should have called this the post where I ramble and make my mother mad. Too little too late I suppose.)