Confession: I am the world’s worst selective-procrastinator. I don’t slack on the BIG stuff, but I may have had an oil leak go unfixed for 3 months, maybe 4; I’m still counting because I haven’t gotten it fixed yet. Online bill-pay is my best friend because I wait until the last hours before bills are due. I didn’t clean my apartment for 3 months during my first semester of grad school. I have decided to donate 10.5 inches of hair to Locks of Love in August because I didn’t feel like getting more than one haircut this past year. Most of these egregious acts of slacking can be attributed to my own forgetfulness that has clouded my mind since starting school.
For some people, blogging itself is a form of procrastination: it keeps you on the computer and away from other things like cleaning and “actual work,” and I would be downright lying if I said that I haven’t used this blog to avoid doing other things. However, it is also my primary source of motivation to get through everything I have to do this summer, especially studying and making stuff to donate. It is remarkably helpful having people “like” my posts or start following my blog because it makes me want to post more. If I don’t feel like doing more reading for comps, I write a post about another book that I recently finished or a project I am working on, and somehow I end up writing more than I ever thought I could for one thing. Continue reading