I imagine the flip side of this is true, that when someone is trying to make a habit out of something, like exercising the dog--or keeping up with the laundry--or even thinking
"positive thoughts:
at. all. times."
...the first 24-48 hours are the most difficult.
I want to write.
But I have serious writer's block.
I notice a bicycle pump not in its place, so I end up taking it out to the garage where it is usually kept. On my way back in, I pick up dog poop, come back into the house, pet the dog, eat a couple of stale tortilla chips, a pineapple spear and THREE (little) bags of M & Ms with nuts in them.
I pick up a hand towel that my dog has dragged to the floor and throw it down our basement steps so that it is now closer to the laundry room-- but decide to follow it down the steps anyway, pick it up and drop it on the laundry room floor.
I decide to empty out the dryer and haul the dry clean clothes up to our bedroom but as I am folding the clothes I stop to dust the TV cabinet.
The dust begins to bother me so I jump into the shower where I proceed to suck shower water into my nose and trumpet it out for the quick relief it might give me from my allergies.
After the shower, I decide I must floss but think before I floss, my wrinkle cream should begin its work on my forehead--so I slap stuff on my face.
I proceed with my flossing business but can't find the floss and then I realize that I set it down beside this computer.
I find the floss but do not floss--instead I fire up this computer and start writing while I am clad only in a towel.
As I sit here with a desire to write, I think:
I really should walk the dog.