It’s Only Procrastination if You Feel Bad
Friday I was raking myself over the coals for not having used my time wisely and setting myself up to do six hours of work today, Sunday.
Then I thought about it and was wondering why I was feeling bad about it at all.
Sure, something could come up today to make finishing my work impossible. But it probably won’t. and I’ll probably do most of my work on the laptop while watching the Bears game (Go Bears!)
I figure it this way – I have dedicated time scheduled to complete my work. I’m starting in five minutes at 9am on the dot, and have about six hours of work to do. I can be done by 3pm if I’m not distracted at all, and by 6pm if I’m distracted three hours out of the six I will be working.
Being done by 6pm (or even 8pm) is not procrastination when my deadline is 8am Monday. Procrastination is when I don’t sleep and am uploading the last assignment at 7:59am – and I’m too old for that kind of pressure.
In Other News
My friend bought a wedding dress yesterday. I’m wearing the amazing bridesmaid dress I wore to the last wedding I was in. All is well on the wedding front.
I had a plan on Monday, but today I can’t remember it for the life of me. I know that I need two sets of business cards for BlogHer ‘09 (one set for the blog, one set for the writing) and my goal in ‘09 is to individually target corporations. I think that was most of the plan.
Oh – and my mortgage went up by $200/mo. – I know, the irony – everyone else is getting help and I’m getting an increase. There was enough money in the escrow to take care of what needed to be paid, but there is supposed to always be like $500 in there “just in case” so last year’s $500 + $500 for 2009 means I need to pony up $1400 (I know the math isn’t right, I felt the same way.) in order to keep my mortgage the same. Well it will still go up $20 a month, but it’s almost the same.
With the amazing things that happen to my mortgage every couple of years I don’t know how people on a non-fixed-rate mortgage can even keep track of the payments. My fixed rate mortgage has changed almost once a year since we’ve had the house for one reason or another. A variable rate mortgage? I’d be so busy trying to figure out what next month’s payment is I wouldn’t sleep!
Craziness.
Today was the day I got the creepiest Facebook friend request ever. It is from someone I knew before my name changed to my married name – I honestly don’t think he knows who I am. Should I tell him? Hmmm….
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