There has to be an evolutionary function for procrastination, the opposite but equally effective version of “the early bird gets the worm.” The late bird gets a discounted worm? The late bird gets to sleep in and find an equally tasty worm because the bird works better under pressure? Procrastination is secretly a superpower. My superpower is being able to hide several loads of laundry and sweep up stray crumbs in between doorbell rings. Impressive, right? And I always win the mini van trash relay that happens right before Gramma gets in the front seat. No longer a Last Minute Lucy, from now on I’ll be known as Entropy Girl, Defender of the Disorganized!