At my book group this evening, Susie, a student counsellor, said thoughtfully, “I’ve got to deliver a seminar next week on how to stop procrastinating.”
“Oh yes,” we said encouragingly. “What are you going to say about it?”
A pause. Susie looked slightly worried.
“Haven’t quite got round to working it out yet.”
Procrastination~ Paving the Road to Hell with Good Intentions?
ReplyDeleteThat is our family's definition.
Ha ha!! That's great! I could write a book on the subject...
ReplyDeleteps Sorry I've been silent so long - had issues with google. I've made a new google account so I can comment again!
ReplyDeleteSnicker. I like what Meggie said, could she use that?
ReplyDeleteMy name is actually Molly P. Bawn. You can probably figure out what the P stands for! The more time us procrastinators are given to complete a task the longer it will take. There's an adrenaline rush that hits when you realise you only have a few more hours, and by golly, you'd better get it in gear!
ReplyDeleteNapoleons, btw, are a luscious concoction of flaky pastry and layers of custard and cream. Not for the faint-hearted, oops , I mean faint-hipped...
And, contrary to your assumption, [discovered as I browsed Liz's comments] I'm just as much a crumbling wreck of anxiety as the next person.....