"Procrastination is the bad habit of putting of until the day after tomorrow what should have been done the day before yesterday."
~Napoleon Hill~
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I seem to have a little problem lately with procrastinating. It would explain why the load of wet clothes I took out of the washing machine two days after I put them in there, smelled funky and had to be rewashed. It might even explain why I just found a brand new package of thank-you notes buried in a box of crap I still haven't unpacked from our move [in DECEMBER!] and I'm sitting here wondering just who the hell I've neglected to send a thank-you note to and for what?
I've also been procrastinating posting more regularly, despite my best intentions to do exactly that. I have tons of drafts just sitting in my lovely little "Draft" folder and I work on them and then get distracted and start on something else and tell myself, "It's no biggie, I will come back and finish that up in a little bit..." But then "a little bit" becomes getting lunch for Gaby, moving around smelly laundry, trying to bribe Gaby into taking a nap, vacuuming up a bajillion mayflies (yes, that's what all these bugs are! We finally have a positive ID on the little bastards!) and then realizing that I have probably ruined a $600 Dyson vacuum that took me TWO YEARS to save up for because mayflies smell like dead fish and now there are a bajillion of them reposed in my Dyson cannister and then bemoaning the fact that I'm never going to get that smell out of my vacuum! Oh sure, I can put something in there to try and cover up the smell, but I'll probably end up with "Apple-Cinnamon scented dead fish smell", or even better, "Island Paradise Dead Fish smell."Oh and another distraction lately? My discovery of a Discoball horse! What's that you ask? Stay tuned and tomorrow, or maybe the next day, I'll tell you about it! Seriously, I will!
So, it's not like I don't have good decent passable excuses for why I'm not keeping up on my committment to post more, it just sort of gets shoved to the back burner while I'm suddenly remembering that I told myself I'd switch laundry loads at the next commercial break which was actually two days ago.
I would write more but I just remembered that I was going to turn out all the lights downstairs, "in a few minutes", but that was three hours ago.
