I tell myself that completing that first less hateful task will give me the confidence to attend to the one for which I am under the gun. I know that the undertaking of the first will insure failure of the second task. I can then pretend lack of time is the "real" issue.
My preferred diversions include(but not limited to): Rearranging a room or closet. Balancing a checkbook. Detailing my car. Organizing a notebook. Re-copying notes for another subject. Updating address books and calendars. Who does this?
Right now, as both boys, yes both of them are(almost never) napping simultaneously, rather than picking through old but nice pictures for a potential holiday card, I am cleaning out my hard drive. What?
I found this letter from a few years ago. Ridiculous but true. I wrote and sent it.
No rebate was issued. Shocker. And I still enjoy my ipod although I feel compromised by the loss of the rebate and the arguing that resulted. Not from the tossing of the box. There is a symbolism(in the tossing of the box and the keeping of other items) that I should avoid thinking too much about.
Sitting at the top of my To DO List, the words "Christmas Card Picture" mock my every wasted minute.