Why have so many words been written about procrastination? Because it puts off writing about anything else: unless you have something to say about procrastination itself, then good luck. I have been planning on writing this post for a week, but when I would sit down to start I would think of things that NEEDED to be done. I walked everyday this week; usually I put off exercise. I cleaned the house, mowed the lawn, fertilized the lemon tree and organized the garage; all of which had been on my To Do list for a while.
This is a three day weekend for Wayne and me so we decided to paint the bedroom. We have lived in this house for almost 4 years, and the bedroom still has the builders white chalk water they call paint. So after reading my email, balancing the check book, having breakfast and two cups of decaf, and discussing the meaning of life, we took a walk. That makes it now eleven o’clock already and we are going to start painting, just as soon as I finish this post.
Oh, wait I better call my mom first, and Wayne’s mom and………
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