June 17, 2008 by Marj Hatzell
I don’t intend to do a thing today, and so far I am right on schedule.
I come from a family of over-achievers and motivated workers. We don’t just work, we work a ridiculous amount. We never stop moving. ENERGY! MOTIVATION! MOVEMENT! The problem with being so manic is that eventually the CRASH AND BURN occurs. And boy, does it ever.
I think part of the reason I can procrastinate like no other is because I know that once I get going, there ain’t no stopping. I just cannot stop in the middle of something. I HAVE to finish. It makes me CRAZY to be in the middle of a project and know that I cannot finish it. That’s why I make a feeble attempt at cleaning my house from top to bottom when I know Bugaboo is going to be home for an extended period. I know that I’ll be lucky to keep up with the laundry, dishes and picking up rooms while he’s home. He requires a bit of supervision, see. Or else we end up having to steam carpets and furniture to rid them of things like poo or shredded cheese or brownies or…and it’s not like I don’t already clean and mop the floors from juice stains and from Bugaboo’s frequent trips to the toilet, where he gets the bathroom cup and uses it like a dipper and drinks from that very toilet. Sorry, was that TMI? My bad.
I will tell you that there is one thing I do NOT procrastinate about. My kids. Nope. Can’t do it. I have to be on the ball, ready to go, scheduled and organized. They have multiple appointments, therapies and evaluations that take up a large portion of our time. I can’t “put off” that stuff. Too important. Plus, I’m pretty sure I’d be accused of being a bad parent. A bad parent who lets her kids run nekkid in the yard eating Popsicles and skipping baths and sleeping with feet so dirty I thought they were tan.