I have a couple of blog posts that I have been meaning to write. I need to do some research on Elves. My suitcases still aren’t fully unpacked. There’s a basket full of laundry downstairs that is probably wrinkled to the point everything will have to be washed again.
Countless blogs are written about writers who procrastinate and what we can do about it. But the question on my mind is WHY do I do it? Most of the things on my overwhelming “to do” list would take less than 30 minutes. Remember my basement? I put off that project for YEARS. Literally. Once I rolled up my sleeves and dug in, it took me about two weeks. I could use the excuse that it was a huge undertaking, but when I take a step back and look at the situation as an outsider, I seem to have an excuse for every task I’ve been putting off.
Every single time I finally finish something, I am surprised by how little time and effort it took. Every single time I ask the same question. Why did I put that off for so long?
I am not a lazy person, so this upsets me. It’s so out of character and yet I do it all the time so I suppose it isn’t, which gives me pause. It’s been bothering me for quite a while, yet I’ve actually even procrastinated the process of sitting with the feelings with the hope I can get to the root of the problem.
No Procrastination !
The Universe has a way of forcing your hand. I put off renewing my vehicle registration to the point where I actually forgot about it. A couple weeks ago, I went out to visit a friend and parked my car in what turned out to be a “no parking” zone. That little mistake, compounded with my lack of registration, cost me a few hundred dollars in fines. An expensive lesson and hopefully I’ve finally changed my ways. Every time I catch myself procrastinating, I stop and ask myself why. 9 times out of 10, I can’t find a reason so I just do whatever it is that I was trying to avoid. “Eat that frog!”, as they say.
Is there anything you’ve been putting off? What’s the longest amount of time you’ve procrastinated?