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Knife, Fork, Elephant

We're a week into the New Year, and I have yet to make any headway on any of the goals that I've tried to set for myself. I've never been one for resolutions, since I lack the discipline required to actually keep them, but I did want to start of this year with some sort of game plan. Yet, here I am, on the eighth day of the year, and I haven't even written down a list of goals, let alone start on the trail to reaching them.

I hate talking goals. I hate discussing plans. The rational side of me wants to say that it's mostly because of my laziness, another part of me says it's fear of success, but I think, when you get down to brass tacks (who came up with that saying anyway? And what the heck does it mean?), it's probably because I'm so paralyzed by a fear of failure, that I let little excuses like laziness, or being busy, become crutches. I have so much that I want to do, then why can't I just pull the trigger and get them done? I'm not sure.

I won't bore you with my goal list. At least not yet. I guess I'm just looking to my couple of readers for ideas. How do you achieve your goals? How do you keep each plate spinning? How do you avoid getting stressed out?

There's an old saying that goes like this:

Q. How do you eat an elephant?
A. One bite at a time.

Would you like to help me find my knife and fork? It's gonna be a long year without 'em.

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