I am the worlds worst procrastinator. I have worn short sleeve and sleeveless shirts all winter because I just never got around to getting my winter clothes. I had the months of December and January off from my full-time job but I still didn’t do it. I also wanted to clean out my closet and get rid of things I don’t wear. My closet looks like it exploded because there are so many clothes. I did, however, get rid of the “maybe someday I will lose weight and fit these again” clothes.
I have stacks of Christmas decorations under my dining room table. You really can’t see them because we are remodeling the living room. We started remodeling that room about two years ago when the ceiling tiles started to collapse. The living room was but on hold, when I got a wild hair to paint the spare bedroom and redo the floor. (The walls are painted but the floor isn’t done.) The spare bedroom was put on hold when my son started to put a new sink in the half bath and found black mold. He gutted the entire room put in new floors and walls, painted, tiled and put in the new sink and a new toilet. I might add he put the old toilet on the front porch and it was there for a couple of months. When I was told we were getting a new toilet I begged him to get that thing off the front porch. We rarely use the front door so the only person that encountered it on a daily basis was the mailman. I am hoping the toilet has been disposed of and doesn’t show up in my front yard as a flower planter.
I have been slacking on my blog as well. My intention when I started was post two days a week, Wednesday and Sunday. I have several unfinished posts that I really need to work on. My evening are free, so why can’t I get anything done? When the kids were little we always had things to do in the evenings, homework, games, practices, programs, etc. That is no longer the case.
You would think because of my severe procrastination problem that I would be constantly late. That is not the case. The only time I am late is when I have to wait for my husband to be ready. (Or one of my kids.) I am normally 10 to 15 minutes early for work. If I have an appointment I’m there 15 to 30 minutes early, with the idea that maybe I am get in earlier. That is usually not the case, so I sit there 15 to 30 minutes longer. Which is why I carry a book in my purse.
**I started this post last week. Today is now Monday and I have missed both my Wednesday and Sunday deadline. So now I will end it, press publish and consider it a day late or three days early.