Oh we’re not actually going to do that.

I didn’t do my homework.

It seemed so doable.

I mean I am the one who decides what to do.

I set my own homework.

And yet I will not do my own homework.

It’s like the Planning part of me and the Doing part of me never meet.

But the Doing part just looks at me and does that little head shake thing. You know - the slightly scrunched eyes, the confusion, the slight WTF, head shakes just a little bit side to side, and no words are said?

Yeah that.

It’s the, umm are you mad? We would never do anything like that head shake.

So no, I won’t do my homework.

Nor will I do those 5 million other things I set myself to do. Because my Planning part and my Doing part aren’t yet on the same page.

Be bloody nice if they could be though!

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