No ducking this one …

Hahahahaha!!  If ever there was a PERFECT WordPress Daily Post for me, this has to be it.  Today’s.  “What have you been putting off doing?  Why?”  I laughed out loud when I read it.   What haven’t I been putting off doing?

Yeah.  I’ve been caught in the act.  Red handed.  With my pants down, so to speak.

Yeah.  I, am a procrastinator.

Not something I’m particularly proud of, but it is what it is.  I am what I am.  And that, my friends, is someone who does precisely what you’re not supposed to do:  I DO put off until tomorrow what I could do today.

Whew!  I must admit I feel better now I’ve said it out loud.  You know, confessed.

A burden’s been lifted off my shoulders.  (sigh).  Feels SO good.

Apologies, though, to Benjamin Franklin and Mark Twain who both coined the phrase.  What can I say?  I’ve always believed rules are made to be broken.  Apologies also go out to my mother.  It used to drive her nuts when I’d procrastinate.  She NEVER put anything off.  No matter what it was, it got taken care of immediately.  No dilly-dallying.  Whether it was cleaning out her drawers, going to the doctor, doing laundry, returning phone calls, preparing dinner, paying bills, or anything else that needed doing.  She was right on it.  Like white on rice.

Me?  I’m the opposite.

Hmmmm … what would Dr. Freud say?  Could I be rebelling?  You know.  Against my mother and the fact she was just such a perfect, little-miss-efficient.  It’s possible, don’t you think?  Hmmmmm …

“Maybe I should go into therapy and find out.  Yeah, maybe I should.  I’ll have to give that some thought.  Yeah.  I should think about it.  You never know, there might be a simple solution.  Wouldn’t hurt to check it out, would it?

I definitely should.  Yes, I think I will.  What have I got to lose?  An hour of my time.  What’s that, in the grand scheme of things?  Yes, I should call and make an appointment with a therapist.  Let me check my calendar.  See when I have time.  I’ll get right on that, as soon as I finish writing this blog.  And right after I finish a proposal I’m working on.  Might as well wait until Monday. Not much point in doing it if I can’t call until then.  No therapists answering the phone today.  Yeah, I’ll do it tomorrow.”  

See.  It’s easy.

Truth be told, I’ve been planning to write a blog post since Friday.  In the end I had too much work to do on Friday and then I went to a movie with a friend at 4:00 p.m.  Of course I could have blogged when I got home, but I was tired.  My eyes were tired.  Seriously.  I’d been on my computer from 7 a.m. until I left to meet my friend at 3:30.

So I gave myself the night off, but promised myself I’d do it yesterday.  One thing led to another and again, I didn’t do it.

But I did go to bed pissed with myself.  Vowed I would blog today; and, happily, here I am.  Getting it done.  FINALLY!!!!

Relax.  I’m not a serial procrastinator.  What I find is, the busier I am, the more efficient I am.  The more I DON’T procrastinate.  Deadlines work very well for me, too.  I have NEVER missed a deadline in my life.  Not even once.  And I can say, with confidence, I never will.

Does it really matter if I put off grocery shopping until the only food in the house is cat food?  It’s just me, here.  Will the world come to an end if I don’t buy new subway tokens the instant I run out, and I end up paying full price once or twice?  Will I be put in jail if I don’t sweep every time I see a little dust bunny in the corner?

Am I badly flawed?

You tell me.  And while you’re at it, how about a little confession of your own.  Are you more like my mother or more like me?