When I first started my career in higher education, I was hired as the registrar of a small for-profit campus. I did not know what a registrar did. The person who had the job before me did not do a good job, and she just went into the office on a Saturday, packed up her personal belongings, and then never came back. So needless to say, I walked into a disaster.
I took some time and got my life organized, and soon I had the place running like a machine. Right off the bat, I gave myself a rule - if something was going to take me less than three minutes, I just did it right then. Whether this was processing a class withdrawal, answering a quick email, or giving a coworker information - if I knew it would take less than three minutes, I would just do it. Then it was marked off my list (actually, it never went on my list), and I could move forward.
I've adopted that rule into every position I've had since then, and it's been a beautiful thing.
However...in my personal life, I do not follow that rule. So things like - unloading the dishwasher, putting my clothes away, packing my lunch - they pile up, because I just don't want to do it.
Last night I went to kickboxing, ate dinner, went for a walk and when I got home I finally laid on the couch. I played Cookie Jam and watched an episode of 13 Reasons Why, and then I realized I hadn't packed my lunch or packed my gym bag for work today. UGHHHHHHHHHH. I laid there dreading getting up to complete those tasks. I looked at my watch. 8:41p. Grudgingly, I got up and packed my two bags for today. I put my lunch bag in the fridge and my gym bag by the door. I laid back down on the couch and picked up my phone to continue my game. It was 8:43p.
I wasted more time dreading getting up to do those tasks than it took to actually do them.
So, the point of this drabble, is that I am bringing the 3 minute rule into my personal life as well.