Ever have one of those days when nothing seems worth the bother?
Ever wake up late, look at the clock and decide to stay at home in your bathrobe because the sun’s only going to be up for another few hours anyhow? Ever look a pet in the eyes and say, “Make your own dinner”?
Ever have a day when you wonder what, if anything, is worth doing? Forget about doing anything well: I’m talking about simply meeting basic standards.
This morning, for example, I thought a long time about whether I needed to do laundry.
At one point in my life, laundry was a production because I lived in a low-rent apartment on the lower east side of Manhattan. This meant I spent days dragging canvas bags of dirty clothes to the local Laundromat, which was blocks from my place but felt as if it were in another borough, and then babysitting my garments for hours. If you were foolish enough to take your eyes off the spin cycle for three seconds and it ended, your wash ended up either on the floor or on the back of a new owner. You focused on your laundry the way new parents focus on their infants, alert and prepared to jump in at any moment.
It took stamina as well as courage, patience and many rolls of quarters to get my clothes clean in 1985. Yet this morning, with my own washer and dryer right here on the first floor, I had to talk myself into throwing a bunch of bath towels into the machine. It didn’t seem worth it. Did I really need to shower? Didn’t I still have some old Wash-N-Dri Towelettes?
Of course, motivating yourself has little to do with energy — and everything to do with decisions.
Choosing to do something, especially if it seems difficult, might be hard. You need to decide whether the task is worth the effort.
I’ve written that, “Love is trouble, but it’s worth it.” When I went to post that phrase on my public Facebook page as my New Year’s message, the first word was lopped off. I thought about taking it as a bad omen but decided instead to use it as a quiz.
I asked my friends to fill in the blank: What’s difficult, tricky, scary or exhausting — and yet worth it?
The answers most often provided were the following: children, homemade cookies (or lasagna or quiches or bread), sex (also, in most cases, homemade), exercise and pets.
“Travel” was a big category, with a number of friends breaking it down into “flying” — which, as a fearful flyer who nevertheless steps aboard, I understand entirely — and “bringing only what you can carry on,” which sounds like good advice about life generally.
Speaking of life generally, dozens of friends cited “Life” as the very thing that’s a lot of trouble but still worth it, right along with “marriage.” A few who suggested those two also later added “alcohol.”
Writer Bonnie Jean Feldkamp names two specific tasks as essential, and both are more daunting than getting on 737s, but I know she is right. They are 1) reading the label and 2) trying it on first.
Had I ever been as wise as Bonnie, I would have saved myself heartache, stomachache and retail regret.
Sherry Louise, an Air Force veteran and mom of three, insists that these four are worth the bother: “Floss; Lubricant; Sarcasm; Resilience.” The American military has trusted Sherry, and there’s no reason I shouldn’t.
When it’s time to throw in the towel, it’s best to get going and get it done. Your later self will be grateful and will know it was worth it.
