Back in early April, I found myself on my knees, scrubbing my bathtub. Within an hour, I’d moved on to re-organizing my sock drawer, then dusting furniture, when it finally hit me—I was literally doing anything to avoid my 2018 taxes!
I even have an amazing woman whom I love, and she comes and cleans for me once a week. I try to stay within my zone of genius as much as possible, and I suggest you do so too, since time is our most precious commodity—and cleaning is not in my zone of genius whatsoever— so what the heck was I doing? Have you done this?