I have a magnet on my refrigerator with a saying that speaks to me on a deep heartfelt level. It reads: Hard work pays off in the long run, but procrastination pays off now!
I want that on my tombstone. Because just when I think I’ve taken procrastination to new heights, I outdo myself yet again.
Oh, I can get all self-righteous and claim that it isn’t procrastination at all, it’s all about prioritizing. And when something more urgent comes up and interrupts time I’d set aside to murder my latest victim, I’m just re-delegating my time for maximum efficiency, right?
However, that gets a bit more difficult to believe when playing half a dozen games of Chicktionary becomes a prerequisite prior to starting my daily pages. It gets downright frightening when a deadline looms close enough to cast a shadow on my computer screen, and I’m on page 125 of a 400-page book due in five weeks.
No way to deny it then. I’m a procrastinator. Now where’s the twelve-step program? [Read more...]