Somehow, I always find a reason to do something else first. And then some other thing, and then I forget what I was supposed to do for 10 minutes until I remember… and then suddenly some other thing has to be done first again.
I procastinate until there’s no time left and then I get all stressed out when I suddenly can’t find what I need to get started on doing the thing. All the tools or materials have somehow migrated into the chaos dimension that is my various piles of clutter around the house.
Somehow, I always find a reason to do something else first. And then some other thing, and then I forget what I was supposed to do for 10 minutes until I remember… and then suddenly some other thing has to be done first again.
I procastinate until there’s no time left and then I get all stressed out when I suddenly can’t find what I need to get started on doing the thing. All the tools or materials have somehow migrated into the chaos dimension that is my various piles of clutter around the house.