So I saw this post about planning for the next 13 weeks and thought, why not? Grabbed my coffee yesterday morning, plopped down at the kitchen table with a half-chewed notebook and a leaking pen. First thing I did? Stared at the wall for like 20 minutes.
The Starting Point Mess
Started scribbling down everything I’d been half-doing or avoiding. Ended up with a chaotic list: fitness stuff, YouTube channel collecting dust, coding project stalled at 20%, plus saving zero money and sleeping like crap. Looked at that mess and went “damn this is pathetic”.
How I Chopped Down the Chaos
- No-brainer health fix: Put sleep at the top. Committed to actually closing my laptop by 11 PM. Got an old alarm clock from the garage so my phone stays charging in another room.
- Money hack: Set up automatic transfers every payday. $50 straight to savings. Can’t trust future-me to do it manually.
- YouTube resurrection: Blocked calendar for Sundays. Just film anything for an hour. Even if it’s garbage.
Forgot all the “inspirational” crap. This ain’t about motivation – it’s about making things brain-dead easy to do.
The Calendar Beatdown
Took my Google Calendar hostage. Made new slots: purple for workouts (MWF mornings), red chunks for coding work (Tues & Thurs nights), green for YouTube Sundays. Felt like a crazy person color-coding everything. Still set reminders though – past-me is an unreliable jerk.
Surprise Roadblocks
Already blew past the 11 PM deadline last night reading manga. Woke up today feeling like garbage. Instead of beating myself up? Added comic book time into the damn schedule. Thursday nights are officially “do dumb shit” hours now. You win some, you lose some.
Where I Stand Today
Saving’s on autopilot. Slept 7 hours solid last week. YouTube footage looks shaky but exists. Code project folder’s still buried under cat memes. 12 weeks to go. If I flop? Probably ditch the coding goal and double down on sleep. Not ashamed to call audibles.
Feels less like climbing Everest and more like sweeping the garage. Ugly work, but somebody’s gotta do it.
