Do your eyes water when you yawn? Mine do. What's up with that? This is normally the time I take my Saturday afternoon nap, so things are going to be a little touchy for the next couple of hours until I get a second wind. Think I'll hit the shower after this post.
Anyway, as I alluded to in my last post: Procrastination is one of my biggest health-related enemies. I always mange to cause myself undue stress and worry because I put things off. I leave for work giving myself exactly the amount of time I need to get there on a good day. If any traffic jams or other problems arise, I'm late. It's that way with the food I eat, too. I put off going to the store until the last possible minute and then grab something quick and usually not too nutritious to just get some food in my belly. I've always put off projects until the night before they are due. Like last night, I was changing my template for Blogathon at 1 am to something to get me by because I've been dragging my feet on my redesign.
That leads to another stress causer: Perfectionism. I know in my head that perfect doesn't exist, yet I obsess over things being perfect and get really stressed and depressed if things don't work out just the way I wanted or expected them to. Crazy that I do that to myself, huh?
Anyway, as I alluded to in my last post: Procrastination is one of my biggest health-related enemies. I always mange to cause myself undue stress and worry because I put things off. I leave for work giving myself exactly the amount of time I need to get there on a good day. If any traffic jams or other problems arise, I'm late. It's that way with the food I eat, too. I put off going to the store until the last possible minute and then grab something quick and usually not too nutritious to just get some food in my belly. I've always put off projects until the night before they are due. Like last night, I was changing my template for Blogathon at 1 am to something to get me by because I've been dragging my feet on my redesign.
That leads to another stress causer: Perfectionism. I know in my head that perfect doesn't exist, yet I obsess over things being perfect and get really stressed and depressed if things don't work out just the way I wanted or expected them to. Crazy that I do that to myself, huh?
Name: LaDonna
