Here’s my list of what I’m currently procrastinating about:
1. Making dining room curtains (meant to have been done by the end of January)
2. Starting the “Kickin’ It Old Skool” blog series (meant to have been started last August)
3. Memorizing the book of Ephesians (meant to have the first 12 verses done, only done the first 3)
(That’s just to name a few.)
Yesterday, as I was walking with Ellie, I was trying to figure out why in the world I was having such a hard time getting myself going on these things. I have the fabric for the curtains. I know how to make Roman shades. I have tons of thoughts in my head to type out here on the blog. I made my cards to help me memorize those verses. Really, there shouldn’t be anything stopping me from doing any of that.
That’s really what it comes down to.
I’m afraid of failing.
I’m afraid of cutting into that gorgeous fabric and messing it up. Alternately, I’m afraid that I’ll do everything right, we’ll hang them up, and decide that actually, that really expensive fabric that we’ve had for almost three years? ” It’s ugly, I made the wrong choice.”
I’m afraid of putting myself out there into the blog world with some of our non-mainstream lifestyle choices and either hurting other people’s feelings or getting negative feedback myself.
I’m afraid that trying to memorize a whole book of the Bible is too hard so why even start?
Procrastination is just me putting off stepping out into unknown territory.
So this week, I’m going to cut that fabric. Or at least I’ll unroll it. (That’s a start, right?)
I’ll work on memorizing Ephesians 1:4-7.
I’ll write at least the disclaimer for our KIOS series.
And hopefully, one of these days, I’ll learn that I don’t have to be afraid.