So you’re always late? Everywhere?

Procrastination has a funny way of oozing into the rest of your business. Take punctuality, it’s easy to find an excuse to be late for nearly every occasion when you let procrastination take over. It gives you false peace of mind, telling you not to rush, you still have five minutes, you’ll get there when you get there. Which oddly enough is consistently ten minutes late, no matter where I happen to be going or how far I’m traveling. Ten minutes beyond the acceptable point of arrival every.single.time. My subconscious is working overtime to make me look like a total moron. Self-destruct much? A professional opinion may need to be called in to unpack all of this, (arms circling around in a wild flourish indicating the general chaos is the background.)


Is procrastination hereditary (in other words, can you blame your parents?)

It is soooooo hereditary, (not that it’s an excuse.) My dad is a classic avoidant type personality. He worked from home when we were kids and the evidence was clear – piles upon piles of paperwork waiting to be sorted, completed or filed. And in the middle of it all, a perpetual reminder to “Do it now” emblazoned on a golden plastic paperweight. Somehow even though the inspirational message never translated into better work habits his procrastination tendency didn’t hamper his success in business. Which begs the question, is there an advantage to having this particular personality trait? Does being a procrastinator by nature somehow give you an edge in certain situations? The search for a silver lining continues…

Have you really been procrastinating since 1993? That’s 23 years.

You bet. Certain things you never forget, like attempting  to get your college applications postmarked on the last day allowed. Going to the post office minutes before it closes and slamming your shin into the business end of a 1984 Cutlass passenger side door. Somehow I ended up as a freshman at American University and you can guess which student profile I adopted –  classic procrastinator. I did mange some last-minute A’s but still wasn’t doing myself any favors. Wash, rinse , repeat and many moons later here I am: all-night Christmas wrapping, trips to the DMV to argue over expired car registrations, eye-rolling over credit card late fees. So many real-life consequences and yet there’s no stopping me – what makes procrastination so delicious?????

If you claim to be a procrastinator, why are you wasting time on this blog?

Exactly. Procrastination is a confusing business. I claim to be a “procrastinator in rehabilitation.” This blog is where I will lay out my master plan for un-procrastinating. Or is it a subconscious way to become an even better, more productive procrastinator? Stay tuned to find out which way this goes…