Creating New Habits is so Simple, and Yet so Hard

I’ve already lived 2/3 of my life, and knowing there is more in the rear view mirror than there is in the windshield  is simultaneously liberating, and constrictive.

As it grows shorter, I’m increasingly aware of the passage of time leading me to vigourously prune back what doesn’t serve me. Stuff, past times, even relationships that no longer serve me are gone.

At the same time, I have things I want to accomplish, so that when I’m in my easy chair, waiting for the end, I can look back and say, “I was here, and I did something.”

Many of these things require I develop new habits, and I’m an old dog. I don’t want to learn new tricks. But I must.

Fortunately, it’s really simple, just do the thing, consistently, for 6 weeks and the habit is formed, right? Simple.

Yeah, not so much.

I need more time in my day to write. I’ve got my first copy client, and I want more.

Okay, so ditch an hour of slack time, and write, stupid.

But what hour of slack time? Most of my slack time is in the evening, after the kids are in bed. When I’m tired and winding down.

Okay, so get up an hour earlier and write when your energy and creativity are at their max.

But, I’m a night owl, and a late riser.

So develop a new habit.

I’m now at the end of week two of getting up 5 minutes earlier each day, and I’m up to (back to?) 6:15. I’m almost there.

But it’s still a slog, getting up is hard. I’m glad when I’ve done it, but my bed is comfy, and wifey is cuddly and warm.

I’m getting there because it’s simple. Get up 5 minutes earlier each day.

But it’s hard.