Tuesday, November 13, 2012

on procrastination.

I’ll have you know I've had this document open for 2 hours with only the title on it. then I minimized the window, checked out the amazon flash sales, made a list of the things I would be serving if I were hosting Thanksgiving this year…..well, half a list, cuz I stopped after the appetizers when I got distracted remembering I needed to go to the post office, so I went there and now I am back to writing this blog post. Which I am about to minimize and return a text from my husband and an email to my best friend. BRB…

And now its 2 hours later and I’m not even making that up. I bought my best friend a birthday present and got 2 Christmas books for Ben from Hautelook, checked Facebook from my phone, spent some time with my girlfriends discussing my imaginary Thanksgiving menu. This is why I can’t get anything done. This is the root of my anxiety problem….and yet, like crack (I assume.) I cannot stop.

I mean, is it procrastination or legit ADD?

Source: bit.ly via Lauren on Pinterest

That reminds me, I was at Francesca’s Sunday getting some more stuff for my BFF’s birthday package and the two sales girls were discussing some nonsensical thing that teenagers would be discussing and the one girl, the bitchier one, actually said “legit” 3 times in the time it took the other one (who was actually doing her job) to ring me up. Three times. I wanted to punch her in the face. I kind of want to punch myself in the face right now too for ever saying “legit” again after that little display. Oof.

So anyway……

Procrastination is the reason I am still holding on to the 10 lbs I wanted to lose in high school…..and the 30 I packed on after high school….and at least half of the 50 I gained when  was pregnant (stop with the math. That’s not fun for anyone.)….

Procrastination is the reason our house still looks like a college dorm even though we've lived there for 6 years and even though I desperately want a living room that looks like a page from The Pottery Barn Catalog. Or at least a sisal rug. Jeez.

Procrastination is the reason I've only been writing one blog post a week lately. and hating myself for it. Because I miss you.

Procrastination is the reason I never got my college degree….the reason we’re struggling to pay for 2 mortgages and daycare…the reason we can’t take a family vacation.

Procrastination is the reason I haven’t seen my best friend or my daddy in 6 years.

Procrastination is the bane of my existence, my immortal enemy. It’s a disease. I want to be better, but I don’t know where to start…..and THAT is exactly the thing about procrastination, right? You don’t know where to start so instead you just minimize the window and fill your time with pointless other shit.

But it just occurred to me that “procrastination” is also The Mother of all Excuses. And you know what?

I don’t know what I’m going to do. I don’t have a plan, if that’s what you’re looking for. I just know that I am sick of feeling so stressed out all the time from all the loose ends hanging around all over the place…unfinished little piddly crap….or unfinished big important crap that I just never bother to complete. How annoying.

I can’t be the only one who deals with this to such a great degree….I hope I am cuz this sucks, but I can’t be, can I? I’m not looking for camaraderie and someone to come along and say “Why yes, I have big issues with procrastination too! Let’s put all our tasks on hold, sit on the couch and share this bottle of Merlot while watching The Big Bang Theory instead of tackling our to do lists! It’ll be fun!”….rather, I’m looking for somebody to share with me what they are doing to overcome it…..cuz I can’t live like this anymore.

Hey! I think my next blog post is going to be about the insanely amazing Piko Top I just got from Kiki La'Rue and the Lenore Scarf that I also got and am obsessed with. Unless  I procrastinate that too, which, if I do? Shoot me because we need to discuss.

And one more thing, this is super important.....do you guys follow Becka yet? She is the mastermind behind all things fab at Kiki La'Rue and if you didn't know, she has her very own blog now. You should follow her. She is amazing and I luff her with my whole heart.



Kim said...

I love the frantic nature of this post. And I struggle with procrastination SO much here, especially now that my schedule has "relaxed" to just having a job. I think the best thing to do is just make a to-do list and just freakin' do it all. I close the internet all together (unless I need it for my tasks) and block social media. There's a bunch of extensions on firefox that you can use and...I use chrome so, clearly I cannot recommend a good one. But honestly though, about once a week at work, I just make a long-ass to-do list, just sit down and tackle it all. I dread it so much, but once I'm done, I feel so good.

What are your tasks? I'll keep you on track!! :)

Lisamarie said...

Two mortgages?!?! Friend! Get on top of that right now!

Sammantha said...

Oh girl, I am right there with ya. Procrastination is my curse, honestly.


Andi said...

How about making a list all of the things you "think" you need to get done in the next couple of months. List them all out and count them. Divide the total number by 4. Make four equally long lists - HAVE TO DO COME HELL OR HIGH WATER, REALLY WANT TO GET DONE SOMETIME SOON-"ISH", WOULD LIKE TO DO IF IT DOESN'T INTERFERE WITH DRINKING WINE, & PIPE DREAMS. If you've got 16 things to do, only four can go on each list. Place them in a column on your list, and then start picking away at them one by one in order of importance, starting wtih COME HELL OR HIGH WATER...does that make sense?

Anonymous said...

Oh procrastination how I love thee.
I've found that the nesting that accompanies being pregnant has been EXTREMELY helpful in lessening my procrastination. (Please don't jump on over to my blog as that is NOT a prime example lately.) The other thing that helps me get stuff done around the house is having the husband OUT. I swear, I have to answer to many stupid questions when I try to clean the house and he's around. Or he instigates watching all the TV shows before starting anything. Needless to say, I have a ton of half finished projects around the house b/c my "better half" never has the motivation to finish them.
None of that helps, does it? I can tell this is really stressing you out as you ended a sentence with a preposition! I'll be right over to help you. Stay sane, child.

Busy Becka said...

i love you with my whole heart. you make my day! xooooooooooooo