My mantra

I've been wanting to write this post for awhile. I've been working on a mantra of sorts for the past month or so that has been fairly enlightening for me. However, I deliberately put off writing about it because I wanted to have a better grasp on it first. Turns out, the procrastination is kind of ironic. My mantra is this:

Do It Now!

Sigh. Easy to say, hard to do.

When the idea first came to me, I pondered a lot about the pros and cons of having such a philosophy. I also tried to weigh the practicality of it--was I going to drive myself crazy forever trying to reach its unreachable grasp? Or could I become that person?

My conclusion? I think I can do it! (See disclaimer)*

I confess that I haven't totally embraced it into my life; it's not my MO (mode of operation) quite yet. But I really, truly believe that I can become a non-procrastinator. It's all about remembering the purpose behind doing it and keeping a few rules in mind. Here are some things (in no way comprehensive) I've learned about "Do It Now."

1. If it takes less than one minute, don't think--just act! Put that coat on the hanger, pick up that piece of trash, respond to that e-mail, etc. You'll feel so much better and you'll find a little more space in your mind to focus on other things.

2. My physical well-being affects everything I do. Therefore, if I want to be productive (whether that be productively working, exercising, or even playing) I need to feel good. This is simpler than you may think. Eat when you're hungry. Go to sleep when you're tired (ok, ok, I know that's easier said than done for you moms). Take a walk when your eyes start to glaze over and your legs feel cramped because you've sat at your desk too long. Put on a sweater when you're cold. Go to the bathroom! (How many times have you not been able to fully enjoy your food, a conversation, your nighttime rest, etc. because you had to go to the bathroom. Ok, maybe I'm the only one who puts that off.) You get the idea.

3. More on sleep: when your alarm goes off, get out of bed! This morning I was supposed to get up and do Yoga. I did not get up. My justification? I went to bed an hour later than planned. Let's be honest here. Did I feel that much more awake/rested when I woke up at 7:00 than I would have at 6:00? No! It always takes me 5 or 10 minutes to snap awake, so why not get up and do something that will give me real energy?

Also, if you wake up 30 minutes or less before your alarm (or your child) goes off, you might as well get up. The rest of your sleep is not going to be very deep, so you might as well use that time to do something you haven't had time for. Like shaving! This one is even harder for me than getting up to my alarm. When I wake up too early, I feel defiant and want to say to the world, "You can't make me get up before I decide. In fact, I'm going to sleep in for 30 minutes now. Take that!"

4. When something pops into your head, either do it now, or write it down. Because chances are it will pop out of your head as quickly as it popped in. This may mean interrupting the task you are currently doing (so long as the task you are currently doing isn't easily forgettable). I have always had a problem with not being able to transition easily from one task to another. Once I'm doing one thing, I can't move on to something else until that one thing is done. But this, I'm discovering, really leads to lower productivity. I'm not talking about being a crazy multi-tasker. But I think you'll find that you don't lose that much ground on your first task, and bonus--you just got something else done in the meantime!

On writing it down--I have to be careful here because there's a part of my brain that feels like I've completed a task when I write it down. Post-its are much more effective for me than an organized list--I hate clutter, and I know I can't get rid of the Post-it until I do the task. However, that works much better at work than it does at home.

5. Do the dishes. Enough said? Sometimes it just looks too overwhelming or I'm just too tired. "I'll relax now by watching this show, and then I'll have more energy to do the dishes," I tell myself. But what about that nagging awareness of how messy your kitchen looks? Do the dishes now, and then you'll really be able to relax!

6. Also take out the trash and make the bed.

All of this is easier said than done--the days I really took this to heart were great! But often, the next day I wasn't up to it again. It's important to have balance and prioritize. Some days, there really will be something more important than doing the dishes--you'll know deep down in your heart when the excuse is valid or not.

It's hard to prioritize. But I'm realizing that it's like we've been told over and over: Put the most important things first, and everything else will fall into place. Say your prayers, read your scriptures, be with your family. The "Do It Now" idea seems to be most applicable to things. But I really think that it can be so easily applied to people. Have you received a request from your spouse or child to do something with them, and you say, "I will after . . . "? Sometimes we really can't stop what we're doing, but I propose we [I] limit that statement. Get a prompting to make a phone call? Do it now! Want to go on a walk with your sweetheart because it's so beautiful outside? Do it now! Somebody needs their feet rubbed? Do it now!

*My purpose in writing this post is to remind myself of the reasons why I chose this as my mantra and the ways in which I want to live it. I would hope that no one would read this post and feel any sort of guilt feelings. This is the way that I've found gives me motivation. Something else may be a better motivator for you. So I just want to make that disclaimer here.

Google it Part 2

As Heather and I were driving up to Salt Lake yesterday to see Romeo and Juliet I was reading The Westing Game (don't read the whole thing wiki article if you want to read a fun mystery book to figure out) to Heather and we came upon the word "Hassock". Which Heather or I didn't know the definition of. So I decided to google text it. "Define Hassock". The result Google text gave me..."Glossary: hassock: ottoman: thick cushion used as a seat Source: wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn" So apparently not only will google text give you directions, but a glossary as well! They however don't give you recipes (We tried google texting "recipe for vegetable lasagna" on the way home), but will give you everything mentioned here: http://www.google.ca/mobile/sms/index.html

Google it

Did you know that you can "google" on your phone? Yup. That was my favorite discovery from our trip to California last weekend (more on that to come). You can text Google (46645) and ask where something is in a particular city. Example: "Outback Steakhouse in Orem, UT." Within seconds, you will receive a return text with the address and phone number of the place. But it gets even better. You can also text Google for directions. Just type "from ______ to ______," and you will receive pretty good directions to wherever you are going.

I love Google!

Police Beat

Feb. 6: "Police received a call from a professor in the JFSB who reported hearing a noise sounding like a horn every 15 minutes. Other professors said the noise sounded like a bird, superman and a racecar. The sound turned out to be an air conditioning issue."

Classic.

Half a post

Are you dying to know how the party went? Have you been biting your nails all weekend waiting for this post? I thought so.

Despite the fact that I was way-unorganized, and spent too much time cleaning the bathroom rather than cooking the food, it turned out to be a successful party.

1. People came! (Don't you always kind of get nervous about that when you have parties--but I also worry about people feeling obligated because everyone is so busy!) Actually, the perfect number of people came. As much as we would have loved to have every single one of you there, I don't think our tiny apartment could have fit you all.

2. The food turned out decent--we had half-English Muffin pizzas, half-Little Smokies, half-circle of shrimp, half-bowl of carrots, whole meatballs (I ended up dropping the ball on that one), half-cookies, half-and-half chocolate/yellow cake, and a bowl of gold-fish and snack mix divided in half by a piece of the Fruity Pebbles box, courtesy of Royce.

3. Royce received half-gifts: One mitten, half a plate of half-cookies, a whole plate of half muffins,
half a bag of homemade biscotti, half a deck of cards, and half a box of Little Caesar's pizza!

4. We played games: Pin half-the-Nose on half-the-Clown (I gave away two prizes--now you wish you had come, huh?), Scene-It, and Ticket to Ride Europe.

5. And I took no pictures--sad, huh.

So there you have it--the best half-party ever! Well, until next year . . .

A Real Party

Today is a very special day in our family. Want to know why?
Because it's Royce's Half Birthday!

Half birthdays are a big deal to me. Why, you ask? Well, because I have never and never will have one. I've never seen a February 31st yet! I suppose I could figure out my true half birthday by counting half the days in the year, but that's not nearly as much fun.

But Royce has a half birthday, and so we are going to celebrate it. And you are all invited. It's this Saturday at 7:00. If that's too late, please come on over earlier. And for those of you who live far away, I will be sure to post plenty of pictures so you can feel included in the fun. Because it is going to be a good time. (Not quite sure how we're going to fit more than 8 people in our tiny apartment or where they're going to sit, but that's ok!)

If you want details on the party, e-mail me because I really don't think I want to publish my address online for the whole world to see. You can e-mail Royce too if you don't have my e-mail address.

And don't forget to wish Royce a Happy Half Birthday!

Pity Party

Do you ever have days where you just want to feel sorry for yourself? When you know you shouldn't, because for once you're not in a totally unreasonable state of mind? Today is one of those days. I stayed home from work sick. I probably could have made it through, but I didn't feel like proving to the world that I could get through anything. I just wanted to stay home and sleep in late and do things slowly and read a book and try and let my body get better. I don't think it worked. I still feel sick. But maybe if I go to bed REALLY early my body will finally kick out whatever it is that's making me tired, stuffy, sneezy, and achy!

To top it off, I had to get four cavities filled at the dentist. There is nothing I hate more in the world than going to the dentist. NOTHING! When I picked Royce up from school he asked me how it went, and I immediately started crying. Not because it still hurt, but the emotional trauma just came spilling out of me.

And can I just conclude that I love my hubby. He is oh-so-patient with me. And he's done a darn good job of feeling sorry for me. Thanks Love!