I started this weekend with the best of intentions, just as I always do. By
Sunday Monday Today, the house was supposed to be cleaner, the laundry folded, all of the Christmas decorations shoved back under the stairs, and several disorganized areas around the house were supposed to be organized.
Well, some of that happened, and some did not.
Saturday was quite possibly the laziest I’ve had in a very long time. Much of it was spent watching episodes of Dexter: Season 4.
Which I highly recommend, by the way.
Sunday, I ended up reading and doing more nothing.
Monday…well, I did do some of the stuff I needed to do, but didn’t actually get out of my PJ’s to do it.
So here I am. It’s Tuesday afternoon and I have managed to procrastinate on the writing of my blog (and folding laundry) for FIVE WHOLE DAYS.
Is that a record or something?
But I am NOT at all proud of this. And I need help. Admitting you have a problem is the first step in defeating it, right?
What do YOU do to keep from procrastinating? How do you manage to juggle all the balls
you have to keep in the air without saying “fuck it” and dropping 3 or 4?
I need help. So please, tell me how you do it.
And, if you happen to live in mid-Missouri and are extremely handy at organization, my house and I could use you. Bring a pointy stick…you might need it to prod my butt off the couch.