procrastination | BulgingButtons

So I was all upset about not receiving Christmas cards a while back. Boo hoo, poor me, I blogged. I love cards. I want cards. I will send cards out, I promised. I even went and bought the cards. I did give a few out at school, but have I sent any out? No. I have not.

I just finished writing them and they have stamps and addresses on them and everything, but they are not in the mail. The soonest I can mail them is tomorrow, the 23rd of December. There is no mail on the 25th. My cards will be late.

I am sorry, but I’m also glad that I’ve done them and that some of my friends will receive them. Some of my friends really don’t do cards, so in order for them to avoid any guilt feelings I’ve refrained from sending them cards this year. Maybe next year they’ll get one too, but then again, it’s way too soon to start planning for next year.

Oh daily prompt, you have struck a chord. So, you want to talk about procrastination. Yep, I know all about it. In fact, I’m using this daily prompt as a wonderful way to engage in it right now. You see, I have a bag full of papers that need to be checked, and a lesson that needs to be polished, and one or two other things to do (ha, more like one or two hundred) but here I am.

I don’t know why I procrastinate. It’s not like the things I have to do get any easier or more enjoyable if I put them off. In fact, often the opposite is true. Sometimes I end up hurting myself with this bad habit. Library fines, anyone? I have owed books, phone calls, birthday cards, thank you notes, movies, and countless other things over the years. Sometimes deadlines pass and opportunities are lost. Really, it’s a sad situation.

And then there’s the financial cost. I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s no excuse for paying late fees. Ever. At least not when you have a decent job and a steady income and money in the bank. I have all of those things. Yet, at various points in my life, I have paid late fees. For what? For the privilege of paying a day or two later than the date stamped on the bill? Believe me, the thrill wasn’t worth the 35 or 50 bucks. It’s outrageous. Ridiculous. Absurd.

No more. I pay all my bills on time and take care of business right away. Do I still procrastinate about putting the dishes in the dishwasher or folding the laundry? Sure. Sometimes. But as I’m getting older, I’m getting better. I figure the older I get the less time I have to waste, and procrastinating just isn’t that much fun. Now I’m going to click on publish and go do my work.