I’ve written some ridiculous blogs in 13 years. Maybe this will be among the most ridiculous.
But I’ve learned to write what I think, so here goes.
I don’t know how to organize things like “when to replace the cat cardboard scratcher” and I can get so incredibly paralyzed trying to figure it out.
We have two cardboard scratch things for Bella (one for the living room and one in my office). I try to replace them roughly every month.
Tonight, I was standing in Publix and looking at the scratcher that matches the size I have in my office. I am sure I have not replaced it in a month. I’ve thought about buying replacements every time I placed a Chewy order and just need to add something for $10 or so to get free shipping.
But did I do that? NO.
Ideally, I would do this at the first of the month so I can keep up with when I replaced the scratchers.
It’s the 22nd. Did I wait for the first of June? NO. I bought one tonight, May 22.
But now I have to figure out where to keep track of the fact that I replaced the one in my office, but not the one in my living room.
Not that I’ve gotten to the level of cat maintenance, but I’ve been working with Beth Beutler on systems for organizing my life. This work has me thinking of where I can keep track of personal tasks and work tasks.
One of the challenges is that I don’t trust myself to check any of it. I could put “buy more cat scratchers” on my Todoist, but what if I forget to check that on June 1? It could be a Google task. Same conundrum.
So here I sit, holding the insert from the package, not willing to let it go because I know once I do have to trust myself to remember.
I think *I* need a stress-relief scratcher to help me through all of this worry!
Welcome to this week’s Five Minute Friday. Our instructions, via coordinator Kate Motaung: “Write for five minutes on the word of the week. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation.” (But I can’t resist spell checking, as you can imagine.)
Wife of one, Mom of two, Friend of many. My pronouns are she/her/hers.