I thought I would walk you through a day in the life of a top-notch procrastinator.
That would, of course, be me.
Today, we had planned to meet up with a group of homeschoolers at a park nearby, but the rain kept us in, and honestly? I was kind of glad. I wanted to go, but I also wanted to find a little time to work on a drawing or painting or something visually artistic and creatively engaging.
So. After we finished ciphering for the day, and eating lunch, and playing with the dogs and, oh - who knows what else, I sent the boys downstairs to clean their cesspool room. I figured I'd have an hour or two of quiet time and get something done.
Ahem.
Let me just walk you through what happens during two hours of quality procrastinating:
- Sit down with mind-mapping notebook.
- Stare at paper.
- Decide I need a snack.
- Go to kitchen - look for snack in basket on top of fridge.
- Feel nasty greasy residue on top of fridge. shudder.
- Mix up a batch of Mrs. Meyer's lemon verbena cleaner and grab kitchen chair to get to top of fridge easily.
- See grimy build-up on cabinet doors, and pretty much everything else in kitchen.
- Cry a little.
- Start spraying at top of wall and work my way down.
- Notice how much Mrs. Meyer's lemon verbena smells like my Aveda salon.
- Smile a little.
- Go through an entire roll of paper towels while scrubbing all vertical and horizontal surfaces in my entire kitchen.
- Realize I forgot to eat my snack.
- Steal some of Joshua's popcorn.
- Two hours later, stop, look around, smile, sniff.
- Clean out sink and put cleaner away.
- Receive text from Dr. SmartyPants that he's on the way home.
- Realize I forgot to cook supper.
- Realize there's no freakin' way I'm cooking dinner in this sparkly clean kitchen.
- Order pizza.
(although one entire tree's worth of paper towels were eradicated from the planet. go earth month. woot.)
Will you please come procrastinate at my house for a bit?
ReplyDeleteThank you.
P.S. I'll pick up some Mrs. Meyer's, but is it okay if I get the basil scent?
P.P.S. Popcorn is free at my house.
P.P.P.S. I also believe in good paper towels.
You are the master procrastinater, grasshopper.
ReplyDeleteHaha! I love it. My free time gets taken up in very similar ways. One thing leads to another and "whoosh!" it's gone. :)
ReplyDeleteWhy, oh WHY, do we do that?!!? I have almost 3-1/2 kid-free hours every week day. You'd think I'd be a creating machine. I'm not. Sigh. My mornings follow a similar pattern. Yesterday, I spent 45 minutes moving the washer and dryer to get a sock that had fallen behind. One sock. What exactly to I have my husband for anyway, if not the heavy lifting?
ReplyDeleteAt least we aren't alone in Procrastinatorville.
Sooo, according to what you wanted to do ... "something visually artistic and creatively engaging" ... I think a sparkly and nice-smelling kitchen counts as that!
ReplyDeleteMy husband has no idea how days can pass like that. He considers sitting at the computer much more productive no matter the lack of output.
(PS-Found you from Bossy.)
Great day in the life post...thanks for letting me know I am not the only procrastinator!
ReplyDeleteAre you saying we're supposed to clean too?! Oh man. . .
ReplyDeleteOh how I can relate. Nice to know I'm in good company.
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