Monday

Procrastination is just a nice word for Lazy Bastard.

Procrastination is just a nice word for Lazy Bastard.

It is by far, my most annoying quality....procrastination, that is. But I often think of it as the little voice that tells me to slow down & not overwhelm myself with too much. What? It could be.

I have a list a mile long that sits quietly on the kitchen counter; mocking me everyday. I find some comfort in the fact that I have actually crossed one or two things off the list. Never mind that I have added those 'done things' on the list after I actually did them - in order to feel like I have accomplished something. Don't judge me. You have done it too.

Why do we procrastinate? Avoidance? Maybe.....but in my case they are tasks that really aren't that difficult or stressful.....just need to be done. So WHY do I sit here and find a millions reasons why I haven't done it and not a single reason why I should do it????

My attention span. Mine is limited in scope & determined by the interest level; urgency; level of distractions that appear in my general area.

Seriously. I have issues.

Examples.

  1. Making a phone call for a appointment, inquiry or response to business. Most people would pick up the phone and make the call. Not me. Pick up phone...open phone app....see a missed call....call THAT person. 3 hours later....forget why I picked up phone in the first place. I blame the iphone. You have to open the phone screen to dial and with that mean you go through the contacts screen or missed call screen. Not ADD helpful. 
  2. Cleaning out a closet to make room for crap that needs to be moved from another room - in this case cleaning out office closet to make room for the crap I have stored in the apartment....the same apartment I have renters moving into in a week. Open door.....pull out box to sort through....spend the next hour staring at a photo album I thought I lost.....move album to shelf with other albums.....now I'm hungry....have a spot of lunch.....Oooooo....new post on Facebook....an hour later....what was I doing? 
  3. Printing off the renter's agreement. Sit at computer.....find open email.....print off agreement.....look it over.....make changes.....wait....how do I make it bigger.....download to change.....can't find it in my documents folder....download again......open with Word....wait....where is it.....download again.....print....wait.....I don't have anymore paper......need to go to store for more paper......two hours later I'm back from Target with everything but paper. FUCK. 

As I write this I know that I got online to do something....and I decided to update my blog, moderate comments, write back fellow bloggers....etc.

But I can't remember why I got online in the first place.

*facepalm*

I need a PA.