In search of motivation
I think that the best way to get me to do something is for someone to tell me that they don’t think I can do it.
Actually, here’s how it really goes. Someone tells me that they don’t think I can do it, and I believe them. I get sad and discouraged. I probably cry a little bit. I walk around with a dazed focus, like I’m trying to solve a Magic Eye picture but to no avail. I feel helpless and defeated.
Then, I get angry.
Then, I get defensive.
Then, I get motivated.
Then, I get so staggeringly stubborn, there’s no way on earth I won’t achieve whatever it is that someone has said that I won’t do.
Will someone please tell me that they don’t think I can roll over my 403b into my 401k? It’s been on the to-do list for 3 years now. I mean, come on.
And while you’re at it, can you tell me that you don’t think I’ll EVER get renter’s insurance? Or perhaps that I will live without knobs on the top two drawers of my dresser for the rest of my life? Or that I’ll eat cookies forever, and without ceasing?