A Study In Procrastination

If there is one room in the house I hate cleaning more than any other it’s the bathroom. I will look for any way to avoid this unpleasant task. I tell you this because I just walked through the master bath and saw the overflowing plastic mail bin we use as a trash can under the dual sink/vanity. I’ve been trying to avoid it for the past week, but now it’s staring me in the face and I am forced to realize that no-one is going to empty it for me, not even my wonderful husband.

If I empty that bin I might as well wipe down the counters and clean the sinks. Then, of course, it only makes sense to clean the toilet, shower, bathtub, and floor. Now I’m all in and I didn’t even want to start in the first place.

As I’ve gotten older this seems to be the case in other areas of my life as well. If the task seems too daunting I don’t want to start. Mostly because I can’t see a nice, neat stopping place.

In my younger years, when I committed, I truly committed. Maybe because I didn’t understand that the outcome may not be what I envisioned, or maybe because regardless of the outcome I knew I needed to change the course of something. Whatever the reason, it was easier to commit 20 years ago.

Part of me would like to be more like my younger self, jumping into a project with both feet. The other part of me likes the stability of pondering my actions, procrastinating if you will, until I am fully committed to the task at hand, or in this case avoiding the issue until I have no choice but to act.

To get back to the bathroom analogy, we all have those unpleasant jobs in life that we simply don’t want to perform. Recently though, I’ve come to appreciate the fact that if I just put my head down and push through whatever I’m procrastinating over, I can get it done and out of my way; no more thinking about or dreading the task. That sense of accomplishment, in the end, turns out to be all the motivation I really needed. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go and clean a bathroom.

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