My mom tells me I could procrastinate about anything. She is probably right. I put off everything until the last minute. For instance, I knew I needed to pack to go to my Dad's house. When he showed up at the door to pick me up I was still throwing stuff in a duffel bag. I knew for 365 days when Christmas would be here and I still waited until 5 days before Christmas to buy my Mom's gift. I waited until the day of my Mom's birthday to buy her birthday present. Fortunately, she accepts my procrastination as one of those frustrating, but cute little quirk.
I am not really sure why I do this. It isn't that I think that these things are not important or do not need to be done. Perhaps it goes back to my previous post of everyone wanting a piece of me so for the few moments that I am not being drug off here and there I don't want to have to pre-plan and just want to be in the "now."
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