Procrastination is my sin. It brings me naught but sorrow. I know I should stop. In fact, I will – – tomorrow!
On Friday morning, I start counting down the hours until the weekend; so much to do, so much I want to achieve. And there it is, was, were; in the blink of an eye it’s gone and the dread of Monday morning is upon us.
Every week I curse this quick passage of time, and every week I promise myself that next weekend is going to be different; next weekend I will finish my To Do list, and next weekend I’ll get all that cleaning done and finish my studies. And every weekend I yet again fail.
Procrastination is a great path to failure. Putting things off never achieves anything. Yet it’s so tempting. Take right now for an example; I really should be studying, or if not studying, at least writing a post of some substance; something that makes sense, something that “solves the audience’s problem”.
Yet here I am. Talking about procrastination. As a way to procrastinate.
On a more positive note, I’ve got cottage cheese on its way!