I'm dreaming away
Wishing that heroes, they truly exist
I cry, watching the days
Can't you see I'm a fool in so many ways
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh baby, oh
Don't ask what I procrastinated about. It's just one more in a very long line of my death defying deadlines that set my heart racing and my heartburn churning. And here I was feeling good about some of the things I had managed to accomplish - I got my blood taken for testing; I went to my doctor's office and got another referral for the colonoscopy I've managed to avoid for 12 years; I zipped into Publix and picked up the cake mix I needed to make the blueberry muffins; and I got my nails done, just before it would have been too late to salvage them. I even picked up dinner for the family, having had a huge debate with myself over whether I should personally indulge in a Big Mac or a Whopper Jr. with onion rings. I have this debate at least twice a week, and I never give in. I didn't give in this time either, instead picking up a family meal at Long John Silver's. All deep fried, I admit, but deep fried to order. Then I came home to a house temporarily devoid of humans, and cleaned up after the dogs and cat. Took me a while and that's all I am going to say about that, or my hair may catch on fire.
None of that changes the fact that I am still going to have to deal with the fallout from my latest procrastination, which is probably going to involve falling on my sword and bleeding profusely into the carpet. Sometimes I can pull the project off despite procrastinating past the point of no return, but this is not likely to be one of them. Sort of like when I opened my calculus book for the very first time the night before the final exam. That was procrastination at its highest level. If there had been a contest for Queen of the Procrastinators, I would have left the competition far behind. Before that crown sat too comfortably on my head, however, I failed the course, the only time I ever failed anything in school, from kindergarten through law school. Therein lies the cautionery tale, my friends.
Wish me luck.