Dragging My Feet
Our master bedroom needed a little overhaul for quite some time. Truthfully, it wasn’t very high on my priority list. I didn’t want to go through the massive box of papers in the corner. I certainly didn’t want to sort through old clothes in the closet. Needless to say, I was okay with leaving things as they were.
Jen has this uncanny knack for visioning out a room. Not going to lie — she has this crazy feng shui inclination for design thing going on inside of her (minus the actual feng shui). And, a month or so that vision was cast. She got the new night stand. We bought the new IKEA dresser (which took me 4 hours to put together… an entirely different blog post in and of itself) and all the miscellaneous room add-ons to make it just perfect.
But there was still one thing.
I needed to go through that stinkin’ box of papers and I needed to sort through those old clothes.
I’m sure my wife would agree that I whined and moaned a few times, but in the end, it got done. The room looks great. Really great, in fact.
How many times do we stall and drag our feet with something… not realizing that doing that very thing will lead to beneficial results?
I’m guilty: making the call to connect with a friend, encouraging my wife in areas that interest her, waking up 15 minutes earlier to read the Bible…
A couple years ago, a good friend of mine gave me some wise advice. When I asked him what I should do to help me in this area, he responded with two simple words…