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To get out of bed every morning even when I really don't want to?
Death.
Actually, I'm lying. There have certainly been days when I didn't feel like getting out of bed in the morning, so instead I remained there until 4 p.m., finally crawling out of my bed and into some clothes so that I could feed myself at a local diner.
But, in that case, I was seriously motivated to laze about in bed all day.
Mission Accomplished! Because, you see, I thought, "I really want to sleep today. And I could die at any moment, so I might as well do what I really want to do...and sleep."
At work it's often fear of failure. I wish I was a perfectionist. Most of my really talented and productive friends are, but I'm more of a "Good Enough" kind of girl.
I should paint! Except, well, I'd rather watch....Everwood! Good enough!
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