Yesterday, as we were bailing on yoga class… again… (Side note: why is it that no matter how much I enjoy yoga, I rarely want to go when it’s time for class?) … my husband texted me and said that we’ll go to class a lot in September. Yeah. Right. Where have I heard that before? But he also said something that I loved and that I think needs to be applied to more areas of my life.
“But you know whose problem that is … Future Roni and Future Chris.”
Aha! I have always loved the idea of future self. I loved it on “How I Met Your Mother” when Ted was always writing letters to his future self. I loved it when I found www.futureme.org where you can actually send e-mails to yourself, to be delivered on a future date. Although I will admit, when I tried it, I couldn’t stop thinking about that e-mail. So even six months later when it was delivered, I was expecting it. I was not surprised by myself. (This coming to you from the brain that has to focus to remember what I had for lunch yesterday.)
Let’s face it, I’m a planner, both long-term and short-term, and I spend a lot of time thinking about what Future Roni is going to be doing.
Things are great in her world. She’s going to have a published book or at least a finished manuscript, a clean and orderly house with an emergency gift bin, and a super tight athletic body. And I know I can have all these things I want in the future, if I just work on them today.
That’s why today’s to-do list is 53 items long. Oh yes, I’ve made it better with a priority ranking system and a conditional formatting color-coded system (I do love Excel!). But it occurred to me yesterday that maybe I should be assigning some tasks to Future Roni so that Today Roni will not feel so overwhelmed.
So overwhelmed that Today Roni can’t stand to cook dinner because not only is that a task in and of itself, but it will also create more dirty dishes which adds another task onto the list, while other things on the list could be getting done. I know the list is my friend – I would be stressing like crazy without it – but still, sometimes it feels like a general that’s never satisfied with how much I’ve accomplished and only continues to dictate to me about the things I haven’t yet done. Which causes me to go hide on the couch with a glass of wine and Cougar Town re-runs until it goes away.
So, today, I’m going to work on making Today Roni’s list quite a lot shorter (and hopefully more realistic in terms of what can actually be handled this week given other time constraints and requirements). Everything else will go onto Future Roni’s list.
I’m sure she’ll be able to handle it.
Do you ever think about your Future Self? What do you envision that self doing?