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Procrastinator Extraordinaire

I have a confession to make. I’m a procrastinator (or to use the latin term, a lazius boneus). And not just any procrastinator, a procrastinator extraordinaire. I procrastinate doing the tasks that I’ve undertaken to put off the tasks that I was avoiding in the first place. Confused? I thought so.

What this means is that I have a plethora of half started projects and a house full of good intentions.

Part of the purpose of this blog is to try to cut down on my stunning, though rather unhelpful, procrastinating techniques and to restore some semblance of order to my life.

Which means that today I will be attempting to take care of my Donation Pile (it almost sounds like I’m a 1920s mobster, doesn’t it?).

Grand plans to take no-longer-needed clothes to the op shop and/or family/friends have resulted in a pile in the corner of my entry. My plan for today is to make this:

Before Donation

look, well, not like this (showing you the after picture before I’ve completed the task would be impressive, but at this stage, impossible task).

Surprisingly, it didn’t take nearly as long as I had thought it would. Given that I already knew that everything there was a pile of things to be donated, it was just a matter of putting them in bags:

Donation Bags

And then making the 5 minute drive to the Salvos!

Salvos

They were surprisingly enthusiastic about receiving all my bags, too!

Now, instead of this

 Before Donation After Donation                                                                                                                                                 I have this.

Lovely, huh?

Now every time I try to put off actually making my donations, I’ll have to look back at this post and remember how awesome it looks, and how easy it is.

Are you a procrastinator? Or do you have a system you follow?

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2 thoughts on “Procrastinator Extraordinaire

  1. I’m always horribly jealous of those people who manage to do things on the same day that they plan them. I think there’s some sort of organization gene that I missed out on!

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