There is no one who is better at procrastinating than me. I have some articles that were due last Friday. They are interesting articles I'm writing for one of my favorite clients. But I am stuck. It isn't writer's block. It's .... being a master procrastinator.
I will tell what I did today in hopes that you can learn from me. Writing this post is also one more task to help me achieve my procrastination goals.
Here’s what I’ve done today instead of finishing my articles:
Vacuumed
- Mopped
- Cleared kitchenette
area and cleaned it up (I’m talking moving furniture into the living room until
we decide what to do with the old stuff) to make room for when the new table and
chairs come tomorrow
- Reorganized part of
laundry room (!!!)
- Six loads of laundry
(no folding, though; we’ll be clean but wrinkled)
- And get this. Went
to Lowe’s and bought stick-down vinyl tile, cut out the damaged part of the
laundry room floor, and used a box cutter to cut the stick-down (non-matching) vinyl tile squares
into shapes that resembled the part of the floor I cut out (not a very
workmanlike fit) and stuck them down. They pretty much look like dooky but at
least the old vinyl that was rolled back, tearing, splitting and catching on the
laundry room door and breaking off into pieces is gone. Who knows. It looks so
bad I might get a new floor out of this (way overdue), if Paul even notices it.
However, that was not my intention. I thought I was suddenly a vinyl floor
installer. The guy at Lowe’s told me how to do it. (I had to reglue part of
the old floor around the edges where I cut the piece out). And even though I had
picked up some stick-down tile a few months ago and finally decided which color
was the closest, it was discontinued, so I picked out a color on the spot. Uh
oh. The existing floor is a golden white; the pieced in squares are a
grey-white.
Then, I had an appointment with a friend, which I decided not to cancel because that was yet another excuse not to
write the articles -- plus she's leaving for Mexico tomorrow so I needed to wish her bon voyage, When I told her what I'd been up to she said that was an awful lot of work for
procrastination and probably it would have been easier to just write the
articles. (I love her.)
Then the next thing I did was to pick up Lily from school. But she didn't feel well, so I took her to the local How comforting that last is.
There was guy at the doc’s who is one of those skating car hops at Sonic. He had just been run over by an SUV. The manager of Sonic stopped the SUV driver, who was mad that the car hop had “hit” his car. The guy looked pretty good for having been run over by an SUV. He was very chatty, a dreadlocked soul with tattoos who looked like the shock of it all was almost worse than the injuries, though I think he had a broken knee cap and was swaddled from hip to toe on one side with all manner of padded devices. I even overheard that maybe a hip was out of joint. Maybe he was chatty because they had him feeling little pain.
Okay, suppertime. Then I really will write those articles. I always do -- eventually.















