Tag: stopping

Making the Bees Walk in Line [en]

Unverified AI transcript (22.07.2026):

Lausanne, 11th July 2026

It’s too hot. Is this the second or the third heat wave? I’m losing count. I think it’s the third, because we’re already hearing about the fourth, right on the heels of the third. So it’s the third, but it’s also just a blur of trying to function day after day in a building that definitely wasn’t designed for this type of weather. Between seven and eight I can enjoy my balcony with Juju. Before it got too hot, I tidied the kitchen, but by the time I was done, somewhere between 8:30 and 9:00, it was already too hot to move. Check the various temperature sensors, close windows, head downstairs for a more static activity.

In addition to figuring out how to function with less energy — still a problem following my accident — I have to figure out dealing with heatwaves. We’ve had them all these last years of course, but this year is way worse. I am so thankful I don’t have an old, sick cat to care for right now, and that Juju is self-maintaining.

Writing on paper is a more linear experience than writing on-screen. Although I’ve always very much been a “first draft” kind of person (even at school, I never made that many changes in between the first “pencil draft” and the “copied copy” I handed in), when typing I am more concerned about the structure of what I’m writing. Not overly, but more. I generally don’t proofread my blog posts, but I do pause whilst writing to read back up and sometimes make some changes as I go along.

Here, I’m approaching writing much more as a “handwriting exercise” (let’s see what it does to my brain!) and so I don’t start writing with a clear intention. It’s stream-of-consciousness, to a large extent. I sometimes write blog posts like that, but less often. A blog post (nowadays) has a TITLE, it’s supposed to be about SOMETHING. Not this. This is about getting legible words on paper with a pen. So I might as well talk-write about something.

The linear experience of lining up words on a page is funneling my scattered hyperactive mind into one direction. Left to → right (write?), the next word can be written in only one place, and once it is written it cannot be taken back. Lines above this one are dead and gone, set in ink, nothing more can be done about them. The only thing that counts is the next word I will write, following the sentence that is taking shape in my head, with the brakes on, because writing by hand is a slow process. As soon as I try to speed up to catch up with my brain, words become scribbles and hand muscles start to cramp.

So it’s interesting. Slowing down is the point. One can train a lot of things, including things our brain does, and “training”, repeating an exercise again and again, is how you train.

I have a lot of trouble resting, stopping, taking a break — not to mention “doing nothing”. Post-accident, I am trying to learn. Actually, I was already trying before (half-heartedly), but now I HAVE to, or the consequences are severe. Lying down and closing my eyes for just five minutes is often impossible, because it’s just too uncomfortable. Try staying still and “doing nothing” when your head is a beehive of thoughts, ideas, emotions, intentions, and desires. Sadly, I often end up scrolling. It gives the illusion of “stopping”, but it doesn’t help the beehive.

So I have a collection of “rest activities”. Jigsaw puzzles. Listen to a podcast or watch a TV series. Read a book. Listen to a song. Physical activity of course, but that’s off the table, particularly with this heat. I’m going to add writing. Not for the content, but for giving my brain a linear experience without input. Because input feeds the bees.

Bees are good. They produce honey. (Can you see I’m tiring?) But when they’re just buzzing around, agitated or angry, no honey is being made. And that helps no one, especially not me.

I will be the queen bee.

My Journey Out of Procrastination: Perfectionism, Starting, and Stopping [en]

In addition to the five principles I described in my earlier post, two more really important things to understand regarding procrastination are:

  • how perfectionism ties in with it
  • how having trouble starting and trouble stopping are two sides of the same problem.

So, perfectionism. I think the link between procrastination and perfectionism is perceived by most people, but it remains a superficial understanding. Like procrastination, perfectionism is not something you get rid of by just “accepting you’re not perfect” or “lowering your standards”. It’s not that simple.

Perfectionism is often rooted in deep-seated fears of the sky falling on your head if somebody says something negative about you or what you’ve done. Just willing away this emotional component will sadly not be enough to free oneself, in most cases. So, just like procrastination, one’s tendancy to go for perfection perfection perfection needs to be treated gently and with understanding. Where does it come from? Do I really believe that people can love me and appreciate what I do even if it’s (I’m) not perfect? (Don’t answer that question too quickly… The answer is often “no” if you’re really honest with yourself.) What small experiences can I do to show and teach myself that the sky will not fall on my head if I don’t do things perfectly?

It’s also important to understand that one of the things perfectionism does is make mountains out of molehills: if your standards for what you want to accomplish are very high, it’s discouraging. You think about decorating your flat to make it the perfectly decorated place of your dreams, and before you’ve even finished imagining it you’re already discouraged and don’t have any energy to even get started. This is where tricks like breaking up big projects (or aspirations) into smaller pieces can come in handy. (For example, I’ll accept that my flat isn’t decorated, and take the small step of putting up one picture on the wall, even though that won’t make it “perfectly decorated”.)

When I was a teenager, I understood rather quickly that my desire to do things “well” was getting in the way of my simply doing them. In a way, I’d say I’m a reformed perfectionist: I’ve long ago decided that I’d rather do things imperfectly than not do them (I have a “just do it even if it’s crap” mode). I also learned that what I considered “crap” was often considered by others to be “great” — like that time when I wrote a quick and dirty page on what I’d done at a job, mainly for myself, and sent it off to my brother who was working at the same company, who then (to my horror) forwarded it to the manager, manager who then (to my utmost disbelief) got back to me praising the professionalism of my crappy document.

In some cases, you might discover that perfectionism is not the real problem, but a “constructed” problem designed to achieve a goal like help you procrastinate. It might sound a bit crazy, but sometimes causality doesn’t really go in the direction we imagine.

Starting and stopping are a good example of this. Almost all people who procrastinate will at some point say something like “Oh, my problem is just starting — once I’ve started, then there’s no stopping me, I’ll do what I set out to do. I just really need to find a way to get started.” I said the exact same thing. Then one day I realised (I had a little help for that) that the real problem I faced was not that I couldn’t start things, but that once I was started, I just couldn’t stop.

I’m a little obsessive, and once I’m doing something, I get completely absorbed in it, don’t see time go by, forget to eat, forget to feel, forget to breathe (!), lose myself. It’s clearly one of the things that helped me develop RSI all those years ago, but that’s not the only problem. It’s that although I’m being productive, I’m “not there”, I’m out of touch with myself, and I’m not really enjoying it, except in a kind of manic, compulsive way. This is not flow, by the way — it’s something else and it’s not healthy.

So in a way, I have a very good reason not to want to start things. I have a very good reason for procrastinating — it’s my healthy reaction against behaviour that makes me lose myself.

The way out, therefore, is to learn to stop. If you know you can stop, then you are free to start. FlyLady understood this very well, and this is why the “you can do anything for 15 minutes” mantra works so well. Trust me, learning to stop is not easy. Once you’re finally doing something and getting into it, stopping after 30 minutes (or whatever time you’ve set) is going to feel very counterproductive. But remember where the real problem is here: if you don’t make the effort to stop, you’re cheating yourself (specially if you coaxed yourself into starting because there was a clear time limit to how much time you’d spend on the task) and it will make it even more difficult to start next time. I find the way FlyLady puts it in her “How to Declutter” page pretty inspiring:

Decide how often you are going to declutter a zone. Do a little every day – use a timer. But be warned – this can become compulsive! Once you get started you will want to clean like a banshee! Don’t burn yourself out! Only do small amount at a time. The house did not get dirty overnight and it will not get clean overnight. When you set the timer you can only do two sessions at a time. This goal may seem unattainable right now, but you can do it in little pieces. In a couple of months, the whole house will be decluttered.

So, concentrate on stopping things, rather than on starting them. Set time limits. Flip the problem on its head, and you should soon see things changing.