Procrastinating
As I write this my parents are preparing for Thanksgiving. They had just come back from grocery shopping with bags full of yummy goodness.
Meanwhile, I've been sitting in front of the computer all day working, or, at least, trying to work. I'm supposed to be catching up on work but as you can probably tell I am procrastinating. I'm good at that.
There's a file folder full of paper that's not going to read itself but it might as well 'cause I'm not touching it till tomorrow. So, in a way, it's not really procrastinating so much as it is re-scheduling tasks to help better enjoy the long weekend. I also justify things very well.
I think I'll go prepare ingredients for Thanksgiving dinner.
Meanwhile, I've been sitting in front of the computer all day working, or, at least, trying to work. I'm supposed to be catching up on work but as you can probably tell I am procrastinating. I'm good at that.
There's a file folder full of paper that's not going to read itself but it might as well 'cause I'm not touching it till tomorrow. So, in a way, it's not really procrastinating so much as it is re-scheduling tasks to help better enjoy the long weekend. I also justify things very well.
I think I'll go prepare ingredients for Thanksgiving dinner.
