I don’t recall my first attempt at written goals. I remember having detailed lists when I was in high school. The habit followed me to college. Over time, I refined the format and changed my process to better suit my needs. It has become part of my DNA. Like Howe, I notice when I write my goals and commit to completing them; they get finished. Magical, right? I prefer to think of it as a hyper-focus.
It may be a well-established habit, but it requires dedication. Today, I find myself behind on a deadline. The date has passed, and I cannot remove it from the list. I have good news. The task is more than half done and I have reached my anger point. Anger is a great motivator and I am more determined to finish. Knowing myself, I suspect a few late nights and a big push. I also…
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The Reluctant Poet 
Thank you for sharing,
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