I know if I wait until the morning to pack, it won't happen.
I know packing a lunch is an easy way to save money and spares me from having to go out in the cold the following day.
I know the consequences of not packing my lunch.
…But those problems? Those are Future Shelly's problems. And I hit play on another episode.
Studies have shown when we think of our future selves we don't even recognize us. Future Shelly is a stranger to my brain. Whoa. That's why it's so easy for me consistently eschew bed time and house hold chores until I'm reduced to a sleep deprived zombie living in the human equivalent of a pig pen. How can I stop the madness?
Since I've been managing to stick to most of my 2015 resolutions/goals/intentions, I think I can reasonably handle adding one more: To conscientiously make decisions that are kind to my future self. By attempting to live life this way, I think the rest of my goals will fall in line naturally.
Ways to be kind to your future self, big and small?
Drink water after a night of drinking. And all the time.
Pack your lunch for work the night before.
Fill your gas tank up when the light comes on, don't wait till the next morning when you are invariably running late to work.
Don’t go to bed with a sink full of dirty dishes
Don't throw your clothes on the floor. Dirty clothes hamper or back in the closet.
Save for retirement.
So the next time I’m stuck in my comfortable butt-groove on the couch, I will ask myself: is this being kind to my future self? Have I washed the dishes? Have I worked out? Have I packed my lunch...Jeeze, Future-Shelly sure does sound like a nag. Now I get why I'm usually such a bitch to her.