Not A Finisher

One of the things my current job has brought crashing down on my head is that I am not a finisher.

Oh, I am a starter, I love to start things.  There is nothing more invigorating or energizing that to start something new.  There is always something to learn and a sense of excitement at the beginning.  And then, of course, everything starts to fizzle.

Work has only exacerbated the deficiency.  Now I am not turning away from something because I get bored.  In fact, quite the contrary:  I turn away from something because five other things arise to take its place (really, no joke.  It is five.  At least.).  And, of course, I find myself getting farther and farther behind because I cannot get the items I am currently working on accomplished, let alone undertake something new.

I am trying to understand where the underlying flaw lies. I am pretty sure I am the original root cause of the problem, but why am I the root cause.  Am I loosing interest?  Am I not doing the highest level tasks first?  Am I bouncing from item to item without finishing any single one, leaving a trail a mile wide and an inch deep - because why?  Or even worse, is it simply that I lack the coping mechanisms to deal with the amount of work that seems to be coming at me?

Probably all of them, to be honest.  I am not sure.  What I am grasping, though, is that I need to figure out why it is happening and significantly change how I am doing something.  It is not just something I can work my way out of with hours (trust me, I am close to 10 hours a day now and am looking at the computer coming home with me two or three times a week) because I will burn out long before I actually can afford to. 

Mayhap I need to become more ruthless in how I spend my time in accomplishing my tasks - even if I have to become a work hermit to do it.