To-Do List: Put Off Procrastinating

Its that kind of day again, where you’re faced with unlimited choices of things to do; ones that should be done, or could be done, and quite frankly many that must be done, but you’re stuck in a fog, knowing you need to get moving, but the transmission’s locked in neutral and try as you might you can’t knock it free.

It’s a perfectly wonderful Friday outside, if by wonderful you mean that it’s still not Spring, the sun can’t be seen, and while the days are indeed getting longer, you’d rather just return to bed. Your desk is a cluttered mess – you could clean that up and organize it and file that pile of papers you keep pushing further and further away from your peripheral vision – but that seems like too much work. Taxes could be started and you could figure out how much you should be investing in your retirement account, if you had free money laying around, which you don’t, and that’s sounds like a lot of work too – painful work at that, all those forms and papers and numbers and well, lets face it, you can’t do your taxes if your desk isn’t clear – where would you put all those forms and files and papers?

You could put away that basket of laundry that you’ve let sit on the floor by the bed the last three days, matching those socks and tucking them just so and putting them neatly in their drawer – but you know you won’t find that last match, or the one before that, and then what do you do with the lonely outcasts? Chances are they aren’t both your socks anyways, so you can’t just throw them in the top drawer with the other unmatched ones – and no, you can’t go looking in there for another one just like it and make a pair that way – that’s akin to laundry dishonesty. They went into the washer together, they should come out of the dryer that way too. Sock infidelity won’t be tolerated in this house.

The plans for the kitchen remodel could be finalized a bit further, so you could cost out those final pieces of the puzzle, to see where this dream turned minor nightmare is actually heading, but you still need a consult with the other majority shareholder regarding door/drawer configuration on the island cabinetry.

Lord knows you could clean up after the child, but that goes against your principles of having him learn to pick up after himself and be responsible for his belongings, and not leave things just laying around in heaps and piles on the floor or whichever horizontal surface was easiest to set things on. What that child needs is more discipline, you decide, and today’s the day you’re going to start making sure he gets it.

Maybe. Right after you start applying those same principles in your own adult life.