Excuses, Excuses

What's your excuse?

Excuse for what? It could be anything. Anything you find yourself putting off or doing other things instead of.

For me, this summer, it's exercise. And calling an allergist to start that journey. And writing a novella.

​I can find excuses to not do all of those things. Easily!

At the beginning of the summer, I bought a workout series that I could play through our Roku. It's full of fun latin-style dance moves, lots of hip action. And it's supposed to tone the core. I'm not necessarily overweight, but I am squishy enough that I get asked every now and then if I'm pregnant--not something I want to be asked, but that's a whole other post.
Anyway, I decided maybe if I spent money on this series, I would feel more obligated and do it. But then someone else would want to watch something. Or I would feel awkward doing the moves in front of my husband. Or I would be doing something else. And so, the program sits there waiting for me. And I'm still squishy.
I'm using my insurance company as an excuse for not getting hold of an allergist yet. So, instead of finding a way to alleviate the sinus headaches I've been getting more and more, I'm putting it off because someone didn't call me back when I thought they should.
And as for writing a novella, well, I have almost a year to get that done. And this other thing is going on that needs me. And I should probably do that thing, too.
For quilting the project in my room that's been there almost four years, it's too hot.
For doing the dishes, well, there's not enough to actually fill the dishwasher.
You get the idea. Excuses can be easily come up with. But then at the end of the day, are we left satisfied for having put something off once again?
I'm not. Especially when someone else gives me the side-eye and asks if I'm expecting. Sigh.
I am about to go find an accountability partner for at least a few of these things. What about you? What keeps you from using excuses to not do things you really do want to do?