When I get into survival mode I go there. And in order to accomplish anything not even remotely related to surviving? I have to kick it up to the level surviving... now-now-now! :wtf: So whether I wash my hair or not? Or what shirt I'm going to wear? In order to make any kind of decision, it has to be of absolute and vital import. Great. We've just taken our wardrobe to a life or death situation. Outstanding. This will clearly end well. :banghead: No. No it won't. It will end up with me saying f*ck the world and going back to bed. Because I just don't have the energy to create the level of oomph needed to even be able to see my clothes, and or the differences between them. But because I'm in survival mode, those differences I can't see mean life in one hand, and death in the other. But because I'm not an idiot, I know I'm holding 2 shirts, and neither of them are actually meaningful. :confused: Decisions of no consequence are my enemy.
I can also cheat and borrow energy... Like from being late. All of a sudden the stuff I spent all week just groaning at and giving up as a bad job, suddenly become possible. But, of course, because I can suddenly DO all this stuff, I usually end up doing it... And missing my appointment :facepalm: ((One better is for there to be an actual emergency. Then? All of a sudden everything just ducking works. Not only the stuff I've spent all week trying to get done and been totally incapable & incompetent, but the last 6 months worth of extremely difficult to impossible tasks just... Flow. Done. Without even breaking a sweat. In an afternoon. :banghead: Aaaaargh. Why???!))
So in addition to routines that can be accomplished without thinking about them? Removing as many decisions from the equation as possible also helps enourmously. 5 of the same shirt. 5 of the same pants. Etc. No thinking required. Shirt. Pants. Done.
Anything in your personal care department that has too many choices attached to it?