Saturday, January 22, 2011

Song of Myself....kinda...

Thursday, after a 36-day struggle, I severed Procrastination's vice-grip from my soul.  That sneaky bastard approached me somewhat seductively, whispering sweetly, "you deserve a break" or "there's no crime in taking time for yourself" or "papers can be graded after you watch all five seasons of Psych."  He had me at Psych and I accepted that tripe like girl in a Harlequin paperback (or Jerry Maguire).

But no longer. 

Days of sitting and waiting and wishing and putting of until tomorrow what can be done today are no more.

I will be efficient and effective.  I will be productive and positive.  I will be less encumbered and more gratified.  I will be less like her and more like me.

And it will be awesome!


Mr. Brame said...

I've been putting off getting my wisdom teeth taken out for about 10 years. I think 2011 is going to be the year.

Saucy Wench said...

That's not really what I had in mind. (And I think Whitman would caution against it.) But you have fun with that! :)