I am a perpetual procrastinator. As I sit here writing this, I’ve changed my topic eight times. And that’s not even the main problem. The main problem is that this piece is not one, not two or three, but five days past the deadline! So the time I was supposed to have to create a great article on something that resonates with y’all has diminished. I had so many amazing ideas (crazy cheer moms, too many video games, and life with teenagers just to name a few), but I decided to just keep it real.
I’ll say it again – I am a perpetual procrastinator.
What’s funny is that I cannot stand to be late to appointments, parties, or events. I arrive 20 – 30 minutes earlier than expected. So why on earth am I such a procrastinator when it comes to everything else? I wait to fill my gas tank until my car has almost no gas in it. I hate going to the bank and put it off until it’s absolutely necessary. Furthermore, I’ve put off a project at work, so now I have three days left to finish it before I go on maternity leave.
But my worst moment as a procrastinator? I was given one year to write my Master’s thesis. However, I barely worked on my problem statement before putting it off (because I got overwhelmed). And then, I didn’t even finish it. So now I have to reapply for the class, pay for it again, and attempt to write it again. That’s right – the only thing standing between me and a Master’s Degree is 60 pages of research (#inserteyerollhere).
Why do I do this to myself?
I’m a busy parent just like everyone else. I juggle work, kids, appointments, finances, and due dates just like everyone else. So why do I continue to procrastinate?
One valid reason that I use (and most procrastinators use) is that I work best under pressure. Another reason is that everything (usually) works out in the end. The only thing really affected by my perpetual procrastination is my sanity. What’s ridiculous is that I get mad when anyone else in my house procrastinates. Heaven forbid my kids don’t clean something when I say to do it. Or my partner doing something not on my timeline? Forget about it!
What can I do to change?
Knowing the problem is half the battle, right? But I giggle as I write that because I’ve been this way my whole life. Am I hurting myself? Not that much. But when I’m five days late for a deadline and a team is relying on me? Well, that’s when I know I need to get it together. I have the time. I just need to quit delaying my responsibilities and do it.