Procrastination

I was procrastinating for three months about moving two boxes of emotionally charged childhood photographs and trinkets and artwork out of my back room. I finally did it today and it was as if a lead weight had been lifted from my shoulders. Why wasn't I able to do this three months ago? Well, never mind. It's done and to celebrate I practiced my song, which became many songs. One song, one lap, one achievable goal makes it approachable. The larger goals are always there but they must not be presented up front or they will chase me away.