Honey, here's the deal. Life is a very loud, chaotic, demanding, and unforgiving. One minute you're opening your phone "just to check something," and the next thing you know, you've scrolled through 40 TikTok videos, watching cute dogs and cats, aged emotionally like you've dated your ex again 8 times, and accomplished... absolutely nothing.

Look, you're not lazy. You're just overwhelmed by all the things you need to do, because apparently, you're not a kid anymore, and you can't just sleep all day, play, eat, repeat. And you just want to have the superpowers to do all your work, chores, and errands while you just sit your pretty ass down and watch everything around you do its work, clean itself and basically do your job for you. I do too. But alas, we're just humans, and the only superpower we have is to live and we didn't even asked for it.

This blog is a quick survival guide, so you won't get murdered by your errands and chores, poor you. Small hack, no fluffs, no lectures, hell, you can even scroll past this if it bores you. Just a simple strategy that helps you get more done without sacrificing your sanity or selling your soul to the productivity gods. Although that sounds cool, not gonna lie.

Let's fix your schedule.
Let's fix your habits.
Let's fix your day.
Let's fix your shit together.

The 2-Minute Rule

If it takes less than two minutes, do it immediately. No "I'll do it later, I promise." Babe, you also promised yourself you're not going back to your ex, but surprise, surprise.

Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked. Answer the email. Send the file. Throw your laundry in the basket. Pet your dog or cat—wait, no... scratch that, that'll take hours. To make it simple, if you have a very quick task to do, DO IT NOW.

Why? Because things that are easy to finish are also easy to underestimate and ignore, thinking you can just do it later, you will tell yourself it's just going to be quick, but you'll end up procrastinating, and then they'll end up piling up like emotional clutter until you feel suffocated.

Doing them right now clears mental space. Stops your brain from turning into a soggy blob inside your skull, cost-playing as wet toilet paper. Or soup, depends.

Small wins = instant momentum, that's when you'll feel like you're finally not drowning.

Plus, in doing so, you're literally respecting your future self for doing small things early on before it turns into a huge mess, and then you'll cry, nope, we'll save you from that. Your future self will thank you; I guarantee that.

This blog is written by the most hypocritical author. Me, duh?Just like you, I procrastinate a lot, too. It's a curse. A disease. But just like being cursed or having a disease, it won't heal if left untreated. It will just get worse and worse.

I should know this by heart, because I once experienced the consequences of ignoring a task that would take me a few minutes to finish, and regretted it within a day. 

Picture this: I just finished the laundry, hand-washed it because washing machines are expensive, and they also cost electricity. I cleaned the clothes thoroughly, too thoroughly that my hands got bruised and wounded. I brushed the fabric like I was trying to erase all my bad decisions, past ones and the one I'm about to make. I played with the bubbles because why not? It's there!

When I got bored playing with bubbles that pop when I breathe too loudly, I rinsed my clothes. Twice. Three times, and hung it outside, and let the sun and breeze do their thing.

By afternoon, it's already dry, and warm, and it smells like the sun. I gathered all the clothes and brought them inside, and just put them in a mountain of clothes. Piled it up.

But did I fold them? Pfft! Nope. I just shrugged and said, "Meh, I'll do it later." Hours later, I still didn't do it. I just kept scrolling, laughing at memes but laughing harder when I read the comments 'cause humans are funny. I drew artworks I didn't plan on posting. Wrote a chapter for my memoir that's due after 9 months. I did all those things that took me hours on doing but didn't even glanced at the piled up clothes that I could have finished in less than 30 minutes.

The universe decided to humble my little ass, and said, "Alright, let's do it your way, sweetie." 

What happened? My dog peed over it, painted it with his yellow masterpiece. And I'm not saying just a few clothes, and I could just pluck the wet ones and save the dry ones. No, because I can't. It has been hours since the first time my dog peed on it. Gravity did gravity things, and the liquid slid down to wet the other dry ones.

What did that do to me? Oh, nothing, I just had to CLEAN IT ALL UP AGAIN. Hand-wash them while my knuckles are still throwing hands at me for abusing them earlier. I had to make sure the piss was gone, the smell, the patches, before I rinse them.

Did that teach me something? YES. It's to do tasks immediately before they turn into much more work. I refused to dedicate a few minutes to that one thing.

That, my darling, is the cost of procrastination. The panic when I smelled it. The sting on my knuckles felt deliberate just to prove a point. The rage that was starting to boil up, but I ended up swallowing because I had no one to blame but me.

SO, NOW WHAT?

Now, you're going to leave this blog. Turn off your phone or laptop, wherever you are reading this. You're not going to let the little demon called Entertainment control your day. It won't clean your house or pay your bills, anyway. Well, unless you earn money by scrolling, in that case, you gotta teach me how to do that.

You will go and start even just one of your tasks. Just a few minutes, it doesn't have to take you an hour. Just that one thing, you finish quicker than you stare at it like it's going to do itself if you glare at it for too long.

Don't overthink this. You are not meant to scrub the entire bathroom floor in 120 seconds. You are meant to pick the lowest hanging fruit, A.K.A. the things you see and ignore 50 times a day.

And stop ignoring small wins! Small achievements are still achievements.

Now, go! Dominate the world. Do your little tasks. Respect your future self. Just two minutes. Time's ticking.