Lorna, one of my not so long ago acquired shining stars to show me the way, published a post on procrastination. Like all she writes it’s funny, sending me over to that book shelf among all of mine I hate (self help). I cannot forgive myself for ever having spent money on the obvious: Still. So, as I hoped I wouldn’t, because I’d given it away earlier, I do find Dr Knaus on guess what? Yes, you’ve got it in one: “Do It NOW.” Because that’s what I tend to do, now, I settled with the book. Like any self respecting self help book on page 18 you are asked to take an ‘inventory’. I did. One does live in hope to be told things about oneself you do not know – yet.
What a downer. Anticlimax. I have scored. Yes, I am your “efficiency superstar”. I don’t need the book. YOU may not be surprised. I am. Fact is: In recent time I do not get anything done. It’s a mystery. I have resorted to baby steps. Ignoring all my lists. Congratulating myself every day … on achieving anything between nothing and very little. Still, once my gear box has been revamped I shall be up to speed again. In the meantime I’ll donate all self help books to I don’t know who. I think the bin is a good place. But then who am I to contribute to fill land with rubbish?
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PS It appears I bought this in 1998 – Revised Edition, Over 100,000 sold. What sort of comfort is that?
