I'm doing 33 things
The other day whilst searching the net for something or other I came across this painting. Simple but (at the risk of sounding like a pretentious pratt) it spoke to me. I realise I’m such a perfectionist that I put things off, miss the moment and don’t realise my potential.
For example, I’d been meaning to start 43 things for ages… I put it off thinking about what I’d put for my 43 things… literally wanted to have the exact right 43 things on the list. Wow, that sounds nuts when you write it down. But that’s what I’m like. I squash all the joy out of my life by being so damned serious and dutiful and wanting to do everything well… so much so that I forget to ENJOY life. This ends now. Just start is going to be my new mantra.
