When I’m sick I have what I call “Bare Minimum Days.” This means I set out to do just the bare minimum to get through the day: eat, sleep, poop, email, and 1 or 2 phone calls – the bare minimum amount of work possible to keep my life from running off the rails and waking up to a train wreck in a few days.
Sometimes that’s all I can do.
But sometimes I do more than that, find myself just a few hop-scotch squares farther along. Sometimes, I even forget for a moment that I’m sick.
Setting small goals makes it possible to achieve big ones, even moreso than if you just set out to win big from the beginning.
Cleaning the kitchen begins with organizing a drawer.
The secret is to do less. We can build kingdoms if we concentrate on laying down a single stone.