YOUR METRICS 2.0

I had a pretty great day for a Monday. I didn't do many heavy tasks, but I didn't exactly laze around all day either. Yet, at the end of the day, I'm left feeling unproductive.

Looking back and trying to figure out why I feel so unproductive despite the kind of day I had, I remembered the words of Mark Manson.

It's not a question of whether I was productive or not, but instead the metrics with which I value or measure productivity. Remembering this, I quickly reached for my schedule list, and with one glance at the number of pending tasks, I understood exactly why I had been feeling unproductive.

The point is, my daily schedule list is the standard with which I measure productivity. So even if I perform a Herculean task in a day and don’t finish my schedule list, I would still be left feeling like I did absolutely nothing with my life that day.

This realization is funny because there are days I tend to fall into depression over feeling like I'm not doing enough. Alas, my metrics for productivity have been my own problem.

Dearest reader, life is already hard, so ensure that the values with which you measure yourself aren’t superficial or far-fetched, as your values or metrics often determine your happiness.

Like having a great day and yet feeling crappy. I should feel fly, jhor, but no. My standard for a great day is one void of pending tasks on my schedule list.

Do you get the irony?


Anyways, merry Monday.




@favvy_Okwansđź–¤



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