Why do I procrastinate? Because procrastination is my middle name. You didn’t know?
I hit the snooze alarm on my cell phone until it gives me no choice but to get up or go back to sleep. My house is in dire need of cleaning, but it will be here tomorrow. The dust bunnies are lazy, they aren’t going anywhere. And that pile of stuff in the basement called fiber? It hasn’t moved an inch! Why should I help it?
When things get the slightest bit uncomfortable, I just don’t do it if at all possible. It has been the bane of my existence since day one. When it isn’t something that really strikes my fancy at the moment, I wait until it does.
Not a good practice. It leads to clutter. It leads to dust bunnies so large that you have to name them. It causes your school aged children to rush out the door for school without that “most important meal of the day”.
Yes, there are boxes in my attic that date back to the move, but I haven’t the desire to unpack them. There are clothes that need to go to Good Will, but I haven’t the will to move them.
With all this spare time that is mine because of my refusal to do anything of import I should have something to show. You would think this to be true. But…well…maybe I do.
I finally got Open Office loaded on my new computer and have not one, but two, maybe even three new sock patterns! There is the “Jus’Chillaxin’”, the re-write of Twisted Sock, newly named “Re-Twisted”, and a man’s sock “Geoffrey Alloisius III Esq.” Now if I could only get a few pics of them that were cover shot worthy, all would be good. But, for the life of me, every time I pull out the old camera, the pictures are fuzzy. Or cockeyed. Or bad color. Oh, well. There is always tomorrow.
And, yesterday was the first ski trip of the season. Don’t ask me why I procrastinated on this one. Totally ridiculous! Finally got the Boyfriend out, thanks to Hijo Primero. We all hopped in the car and headed to the hills – haven’t had enough snow at our level yet this season! But, it was good. The drive to the snow was only about 30 minutes, past beautiful scenery, into the Adirondack foothills. We stopped in Booneville, and trekked the easy Black River Environmental Improvement Association trails. It was a beautiful day; sunny and warm. It was such a great day, that the Boyfriend said he would do it again! Now that is astounding!!!
Let’s see. What else have I procrastinated? Dance classes. The Boyfriend has agreed to submit to learning Ballroom dance. He agreed to this almost a month ago. Have I found a dance studio yet? Are you kidding me? No. This morning I did go online and fill out a form so some search agency could find one for me.
So life goes on, as it will, with or without me. All I have to say is that a Procrastinator will never start a insurrection.
Why do today, what you can put off until tomorrow?