The 2015 Fuck It List: #7: Deadline Douchebaggery

Back in 2014, I posted my 2014 Fuck It List based on and inspired by this most excellent post:

Welcome to my Fuck It list. Fourteen things I’m going to stop giving a fuck about in 2014. Because, as important as it is to push yourself to be a healthier, more compassionate person, that can be downright impossible. Refusing to give a fuck, however, isn’t just easy — it’s kind of awesome.

{Prehistoric Amber} The Fuck It List: 2014 | AmberL.Carter.com

So fuck it. Here are the fourteen things I’m going to stop worrying about come 2014.

– 14 Fucks I Refuse To Give In 2014

This year, I’ve made a list of 15 Things I Refuse To Give a Fuck About In 2015 (capitalized, because it’s IMPORTANT). But instead of trying to write and post a huge massive manifesto all at once, I decided to instead break my list down into bite-sized pieces.

15 Fucks I Refuse To Give In 2015: #7

 

Drawing on the last two above: It never ceases to amaze me how, even though freedom is my number one core desired feeling, I somehow always manage to find ways to restrict myself.

(this is a habit that we’re gonna talk about more in the future. Because I know I’m not alone in that inner-school-marm tendency to steal joy away from the thing I crave most)

And in 2015, I’m gonna stop being a douchebag about that shit.

I realized recently that it wasn’t so much *goals* that I wasn’t good at making…it was the deadline I was putting on them that didn’t feel good. I either accomplished those goals way before the specified date, which made me feel like I should have been more ambitious; or I didn’t accomplish the goals by the specified date, making me feel like I wasn’t ambitious enough.

And you know what? I’m the motherfucking perfect amount of ambitious, and I always get done what I need to get done when it’s right for me to get it done.

So enough with this deadline bullshit. It’s simply enough for me to have an overall vision of where I’m trying to get to, go backward from there and break it down into actionable steps, and then fucking blaze though that shit until that vision is a motherfucking reality.

Deadlines be damned.

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Let’s make it weird: Habits like arbitrary deadlines grow out of an inner guilt that we’re not doing enough…or that having that much autonomy / freedom feels so good that it must be bad…hence, you gotta make a butterfly net of your own devising. What kind of Inner Jerk Boss Rules are you placing on yourself that take away from the sheer joy of getting shit done? 

 

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About Amber L.

Hi! I'm Amber. I've been telling stories with books and blogs since 2004. I also spent 10 years working as a behavior therapist, which I now put to proper use by publishing thought pieces and dissertations on '80s pop music and the defining TV shows of our current times ('The Bachelor', 'Vanderpump Rules', etc). I can also be credited with single-handedly ruining the city of Portland, OR just by moving here.

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