Moving towards a better place

I'm working on re-organizing my home, starting with the pantry. I did it this morning, mainly because I was high on 2 cups of coffee, and I also wanted to do something to surprise my house-mate, the Bohemian Wordsmith. Plus I wanted room for art supplies in the dining area, so we can be all artistic and stuff whenever we have a non-writing creative spasm.

There's so much work that needs to be done in this place, most of it in my office and bedroom. But the pantry is easier; fewer decisions to make about what to keep and what to toss. Still, it was hard parting with the random pieces of plastic storage containers that I've had since the '90s. You never know when 10 lids that fit no containers might come in handy!

So now instead, I'll probably have a bunch of malformed beads and earrings made out of polymer clay.

But I'll have a blast doing it, so what the hell!

I'm still moving

But haven't been blogging about it. I have been exercising off and on, and in the warmer months, riding my bicycle, which I love. Go, endorphins!

Still, for me the problem isn't enjoying myself when I'm moving, but in getting going. That's still a huge effort. My butt has a lot of inertia, by mass, so it's tough to get it into gear.

I read a blog post somewhere about willpower vs. willingness. The main idea was that you shouldn't think of getting going as requiring willpower, but instead just be willing to commit yourself to your goal. If you focus on the goal, it should be motivating you to get moving.

The trick is to really understand your goal and your reasons for wanting to reach it. That seems like a lot of effort sometimes, but I think it gets easier every time you do it, if you do it consistently.

Just like riding a bike.