Timing Tree Trimming

There is a tree in the backyard that I've been trying to take down. The problem is that it is large and has had many many years to grow tall and thick, to the point that without the use of a chainsaw, I do not like my chances of cutting it down. In previous years, I've tried trimming the branches off, but new ones are grown in to replace the old ones. A change of tactics is in order.

Some months ago, I read something about girdling a tree; remove all the bark in a solid ring around the tree, and the tree dies. I had been waiting for the weather to warm up enough to carry out this plan of attack on the tree. Progress has been slow. I don't work on it on days when my parents are home, as I would prefer to not have to explain what I'm doing. I also don't want to work on days when the weather is looking bad, as I don't want to be caught outside in a sudden downpour.  Finally, for safety reasons, if it has rained recently, I let a full day pass for the ground to dry (I want to make sure I am standing on solid ground, not mud).

It's been about two weeks now since I was last able to work on it.

How many times has this happened before? I want to do something, I make the basics for a plan, I have the intent to do it, I may even take a few preliminary steps. Then other things happen. I become preoccupied, and forget. Suddenly, it's months later and I've made no progress at all! I may have even regressed, depending on what it is that I was going to be doing.

My room is still a disorganized mess. My closet hasn't been cleared out. I haven't sold any of those old books the library was tossing out on Amazon (I've haven't even completed registering my Amazon account). That webcam I bought in December is still untested (I bought it at Goodwill, so who knows if it actually works or not - I don't).

Make a plan. Set things up. Something else comes along. Sometime later, look back, wondering what happened. The time and energy that were once there are now gone.

It's hard to stay positive about something. There are days (today, for me, for instance) where it all just seems pointless, and not worth bothering. It's so much easier to just pull the blankets around you up and go back to sleep.

I think I may be developing Seasonal Affective Disorder...