Thereís nothing wrong with procrastinating, until you run out of tomorrows to put things off to. Thatís the position I found myself in today. I was out so late last night that this would typically be a day when Iíd try to find some down time. Instead, out of sheer necessity, I tried to focus on crossing as many items of my to-do list as I could possibly manage. It almost helped make the day go a little faster.
Yesterday I ran off to dinnah and the theatah so fast that I left my bill paying half done. I had to finish all that this morning, printing envelopes and getting it ready to mail. I generally like to ease into my day a little more slowly. I find Iím happier if I can dawdle my way through the morning. It gives urgency to the afternoon, when I have a little energy.
The last major deadline task that I faced this month was the sales tax returns for both companies. Itís always the one I put off the longest, because for the construction company itís such a complex web of numbers that have to fit into the right spots, and for The Kennel itís an exercise that requires input from people over whom I have no control (and who are even worse procrastinators than I am).
But I did both returns today, and it wasnít as hard as I thought and it didnít take as much time. So I have to wonder why I keep putting it off every time, and I guess itís because it forces me to look at the numbers I work with every day in a different way. The payroll taxes somehow fit into my comfort zone, while sales taxes make me want to draw happy faces on the form, anything to avoid filling in all those blanks with numbers that I have to pull out of somewhere and it might as well be from Uranus for all the sense it makes.
Other than that, itís all just fine.