I may have been procrastinating about writing this post about procrastinating.
Yes, I've been following my own advice and writing every day. However, I clearly haven't been blogging every day.
If procrastination were an art form, I would be Michelangelo or Picasso or Georgia O'Keeffe. Or some unknown artist that hasn't become famous yet because they're not quite done with their painting because they keep putting it off since they're busy
snacking, watching TV, interneting, raising their kids.
When I was in college I would wait until the last minute to do any assignment. I like working to a deadline. I swear I do better work if I'm close to the point of no return because it helps me focus. Panic and focus.
Whenever I would start a project early I would....just kidding. I've never started a project early so I don't know how to finish that sentence.
I procrastinated when I was pregnant with Lilia. We lived in another state and so many of our baby shower gifts came in the form of gift cards. I was going to buy a bassinet, diapers and all that good stuff. Really, right after I sat outside and ate one more ice cream cone I was totally going to get to that.
Ten days before my due date my water broke at 4:30 a.m. I probably would have swung by Babies 'R Us, but I think that delivering an actual baby there is frowned upon. As I lay in the hospital later I thought, "Hmm, where will this baby sleep? Might she need diapers?"
Now let's talk about gifts. I'm the worst.
Every year Thanksgiving rolls around and I see everyone on Facebook proclaiming that they already have all of their Christmas shopping done. I swear I've even read a couple of shouts outs about getting it done by Halloween.
How is this possible? You know those commercials you see on TV with the bumbling men all searching for a last minute gift? That's me right there.
I've been known to ponder gifts on Christmas Eve. (Christmas Eve morning, of course. I'm not that last minute, geez!)
One time I did this so close to Easter that the um, Easter Bunny had to dig in his bag of tricks to pull off some fun baskets. Who knew that the day before Easter the aisles would change to BBQ supplies and water guns?
Same goes for wedding gifts. This actually happened. Fran and I were sitting at a wedding watching the lovely bride walk down the aisle.
Me: (whispering) Aw, snap! I forgot a present.
Fran: You're kidding, right?
Me: It's okay, just drive me to CVS before the reception.
Thirty minutes later I was in my best dress and two-hour heels perusing the cards at the drugstore. I wrote out a check, popped that bad boy into the card and strolled into the reception on time.
If you think I'm a jerk for forgetting gifts, it's not that I don't care. When I think of Christmas, weddings and all that, I play out in my head how much fun I'm going to have celebrating and hanging out with my family.
What cookies am I going to bake? What fun songs are we going to dance to? How much beer should I buy? I feel like I'm missing something. Presents! That's kind of how it works.
What's the saying? Good things come to those who wait? Well, I wait to do a lot of stuff and I always have good things coming my way. I think that's a sign that we should all become procrastinators. Let's start a club!
Tomorrow. We'll do it tomorrow.
Do you procrastinate or are you a magical being that starts things early?
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