I don't know about you - or about anyone else - but I am my own worst enemy.
Let me give you an example.
I love having structure to my life. My live-in handyman calls it a rut. But what does he know?
I'm not much of a morning person, and while I can jump-to-it immediately, I prefer to wake up more gradually so my brain doesn't feel like a bumper car. So I spend a bit of time in the mornings drinking a couple cups of coffee while reading and writing email, reading news articles, checking my horoscope for giggles and grins, and blogging. I have to do those things anyway, right?
Downing the last sip of coffee is my signal to get to work.
This is where the problem begins.
I'll work along with my schedule for a certain amount of time, and all is well. I'm focused. I accomplish my goals. No problems. The amount of time that all goes well varies. Sometimes it might be as short as a week. Other times, it may last for months.
Then . . . another part of my brain gets bored and starts skipping stones across my day, causing ripples in all sorts of places. Nothing gets done.
When this happens, I have to change my schedule around so the other part of my brain is happy. I'm doing that today. Wish me luck.
"They" say we have a right brain and a left brain. I think I must have a right brain, a left brain, and a play-with-me brain.
Just shoot me and put me out of my misery.