Are you a finisher? Do you finish everything you start?
For the most part, I am--or I used to be. Books and movies are pretty much my exceptions. I have no problem walking away from a boring book or movie. But in other things in my life, I almost always finish things I begin--and within a reasonable time frame. Or I did until lately.
Last year, I got stuck on my book in progress and this tile project (hmm, just about simultaneously. Interesting.) and instead of sticking with it and finding a solution to both, I allowed myself to put them aside trusting that solutions would present themselves.
Looking back, it seems pretty stupid. Whenever do solutions to anything ever just pop up and present themselves? When you're not even working at it? Really? What was I thinking?
Was I expecting that some day at Home Depot the perfect sky-colored pink tile would fly off the shelf and drop on my foot? And by forgetting what my story was about, I'd figure out why I'd hit a brick wall? Really?
Then during the spring, I spent an uncharacteristic week indulging myself and reading the Hunger Game Series. I'd been avoiding reading these books 'cause the topic of kids fighting to the death didn't thrill me, but after listening to all the hoopla for months, I read the opening few pages and was hooked.
Later I dissected the first book to learn from it and it occurred to me that I needed to add another character to my half-finished work not-in-progress. I didn't have enough characters. I reread the first 150 pages and realized it's a terrific story and I must finish it. Since recommitting myself to Secrets, I've been moving forward again. I work on it just about every day and if I'm not physically writing, I'm researching or plotting. I'm b-a-c-k!
Now to the other unfinished project plaguing me. I HATE leaving things undone. It bugs me. It weighs on my mind. It makes me feel guilty. It's going to end. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to search for a pink tile that will work and I'm going to give my rams a sky, finish what I started, and lighten my mind.
Whether it be books, crafts, housing project do you leave stuff half done?
Do you, periodically, make the time to complete things left undone like you eat out your freezer and clean out your panty or is that my obsessive-compulsiveness at work?
Do you think having uncompleted things cluttering your life is a problem for certain personality types—like me—or does it bother everybody onsome level?
Do you think leaving things half done or unfinished leaves a cosmic incompleteness that is unhealthy?
What are you like?