Monday, August 12

Things I Know About Confessing To Being An Easily Distracted Procrastinator

My Home Truths
As I potter around trying to see to the never ending to-do list that is always waiting to be done, I generally allow my mind to wander as it chooses. Which essentially means that I day dream about all the wonderful blog posts that I wish I could be writing instead of half heartedly doing whatever it is I am supposed to be doing.

Some of these wonderful blog posts that I think of, may actually make it to being written. Which is a pretty big achievement considering I have the attention span of a gnat. Though I have wondered what kind of attention span gnats actually have. Most people say the attention span of a goldfish but my parents always told me I wasn't like everyone else. Which at the time I was actually really disappointed about, now however more than slightly relieved, but none of that is really relevant right now I guess...

Other ideas, in fact possibly most of them, however are not nearly as fortunate. The vast majoritity of my brilliance seems get lost amongst the abyss that is my mind at times. I tend to have a bit of a flow through policy on my mind. In that most things just tend to float on through the space occupied between my ears. There is so much floating through that sometimes there is just too much momentum for anything to stop and stick. Just one of the many joys of being an easily distracted procrastinator I guess. Or a mother. I am not sure which is really responsible for the abundance of thoughts that float on by.

One thing I do know though is that there is absolutely no denying that I am an easily distracted procrastinator. The very fact that Things I Know goes live on Fridays and I am only getting around to knowing something on Monday is testament to that. Just between me and you I did think about holding it off till the end of this week but then what would I write about today?

I know that I must confess that I am only writing this now because the editing work I have to do is just so tiresome and boring.

Just in case you doubted the tiresomeness I was referring to.

And as boring as it may be it is slightly more appealing than the washing, folding or dishes that are patiently waiting for me to get to. Luckily, for both them and me, all of the afore menitioned are experts in the patience department. Based on all the experience they get waiting to be done they must be.

But I digresss, I am meant to be confessing all the things I know about being an easily distracted procrastinator... Now where was I?

Oh look something shiney...
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