wow, both of those sound way better than my “do a third of it, get distracted, lose enough of the pieces that I can’t continue but not enough that I’m willing to write off the effort and expense already extended, so it remains in perpetual limbo, taking up space in both my small house and cognitive map of the future”

It’s more like:

• sleep when exhaustion overcomes anxiety

• wake when anxiety overcomes exhaustion

I deal with them at home, in private, instead of sleeping.

Contrast with: I have to leave at two and it’s ten now so I can’t start anything that might take more than half an hour so I’m just going to play Minecraft and oops lost track of time now I’m late

it helps if you break “sort the laundry” and “fold the laundry” into separate tasks from “wash the laundry”

though it is NOT helpful to split “dry the laundry” off, you gotta do that right away

It’s one of those “tasks” that’s actually a dozen smaller tasks in a trenchcoat and also they’re having an orgy in there and occasionally pop out new baby tasks that grow at an alarming rate.

“still” and “comfortable” are antonyms

A is the only one that’s actually a simple task.

You wrote “task” but you meant “torture technique”, right?

If it makes you feel any better, mine’s at the six-year mark.

cleaning the litterbox is actually less unpleasant:

• doesn’t have to happen at a specific time

• if I fuck it up, it doesn’t spill over into other tasks

• it’s an act of service towards someone else and thus easier to motivate me than something that’s for myself