Like right now: I spent a better part of the day doing laundry. Except instead of folding it right out of the dryer I brought it to my bed and flung it in a pile (now mountain). The good news is that every stitch of clothing in my house is clean. The bad news is that it's all in a mountain on my bed. And it isn't folding itself.
There are 14 other things I would rather be doing right now.
But I'm going to go and do the hard thing - folding a mountain.
Because I'll need to sleep in that bed tonight.