Procrastination is the practice of carrying out less urgent tasks in preference to more urgent ones, or doing more pleasurable things in place of less pleasurable ...
I am waiting for a client. There are a dozen things I could and should be doing. Instead I sit here looking up the definition of procrastination. I am well aware of the actual definition as it defines my life. To the outside world I am the walking definition of a hard worker. To my immediate family, ( my mother and child), I am a complete mess skating by on very thin ice. This is the very reason I created Angela. I needed an outlet for the real me. The woman who is far from perfect and never quite sure how I make it from one month to the next.
I was raised in a home where appearances are everything. We always left the house with a smile and dressed to face the world. It did not matter that five seconds beforehand we were tearing each others heads off, to the world we were just "fine". I hate the word "fine". By definition the word fine indicates everything is ok. In reality this word is usually a cover for several different emotions. None of which actually mean that all is right with the world.
1. Parent to child - " Fine, I will deal with you later." A spanking or grounding is in their very near future.
2. Child to parent - " Fine, I will do it now." I hate you to my soul!
3. Woman to man- " Everything is just fine" I am ready to have a complete meltdown but won't give you the satisfaction of seeing it because you should already know I AM NOT FINE!!!
4. Man to woman - " Yeah babe I'm fine" In actuality he really is fine. ( Men are much easier to read)
The more stressed I am, the more I procrastinate. Right now my stress level is somewhere around an 11 and I am getting a ton of miscellaneous organizing accomplished. I am even preparing next years sales goals. I actually do need to prepare those but in December not at this very moment. I need to push through this month and sell 3 more properties or it will be a very unhappy holidays for everyone in my world. With this sad image of a barren Christmas tree on Christmas morning I think I will end this thought for today. There is no backup plan in my world. I am my own team and if I don't make it happen no one else will. So for the sake of making sure Santa Clause comes to town I will say farewell, adios, ciao, adieu, sayonara, you get the point. :-)
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