Hello. I am a procrastinator. Well, a reformed procrastinator, she says with a smirk.
As a child I can remember I was one of those ones who were blessed with the gift of not having to try too hard. A pop quiz Friday? I’ll get it down Thursday at 10 – p.m. that is. Term paper due? I worked at it on a wing and a prayer.
So what helped me? One word – preparation. Yes friends, there it is. It’s just that simple, but not. You see, I soon found out that when preparing, you will have to sacrifice. I know, right? And when there’s sacrifice, something has to go or at the least be postponed.
For instance, I haven’t seen the backside of 10 p.m. in so long on a weeknight that I’m a joke to my own brother. Mind you, I’m the single one with no kids and he’s married with two little ones! It’s about a lot of little changes. I’ve cut out some of my favorite programs – Perry Mason so comes on 10:30 on weeknights! I even stopped late night family and friend visits. I have been known to put people out of my house. Oh, I do it with a smile and giggle, don’t worry.
For me, it’s so many little adjustments that I have to say I’ve changed my lifestyle. Instead of rushing around in a panic I now have extra time to move at a calm pace. Instead of spur of the moment, I think and plan ahead. No detail is too small.
Why are these steps important? It’s simply because procrastinators do slip. I know I do. But the need for peace and sanity will always bring me back.