Because my mind effectively shuts down in terms of academics after about 9:30 at night, my workdays are pretty limited.
I'm also the most effective procrastinator on the planet.
Due to my obsessive-compulsive organizational skills, I can always find something to clean or organize or put away instead of doing real work.
So tonight after dinner, I pre-emptively organized everything. At least, everything that needed organizing, the kind of stuff I itch to clear up when I'm trying to work. So that means that all my clothes drawers are organized and colour-coded (well, only the shirts are - I'm not that crazy), I've bagged all old clothes to go to the Salvation Army, I tidied up my medicine cabinet and overhauled my bathroom drawers (it's amazing how much personal hygeine and girly stuff I have, especially as I don't wear makeup all that often), my toolbox is clean and sorted, with all garbage thrown out, and my closet is tidy, as well.
So I have no excuses.
But what's amazing about it is it only took me the time it took to listen to the Ottawa/Boston game tonight (which Ottawa won, 5-2, with all of their goals coming unanswered in the third period). That's pretty weirdly efficient.
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I've been doing a lot of buying recently, as well.
Not only have I been taking advantage of the end of year sales to buy some pretty new clothes for myself (a new haircut justifies a wardrobe adjustment), but I've been collecting stuff to put in my future flat in September. I blame Cait. She gave me some beautiful kitchen stuff for Christmas, and now I feel I have to continue the trend.
Wherever I end up, I will be poor, and won't be able to buy myself the pretty things and the neat kitchen gadgets that will make my life happier, so I'm buying them now. I've also been encouraging friends and family, when thinking of gifts for me (because my birthday is in only two months), to get me something nice for my new kitchen. A high quality pot or pan or a nice glass mixing bowl. I have a serious hard-on these days for melamine and silicone tools, and anything made of glass, coloured or clear.
I'm buying all the stuff I can get on sale, stuff I'll need but might forget to pick up. I dropped $200 at IKEA on Monday, and it looks like Stefan and I are going to hit it up again tomorrow night. I'm very happy with what I've got so far (like a non-stick round cake pan from Canadian Tire for 99 cents!), but I'm running out of places to put it all. My mother has been persuaded to dump out some of her Rubbermaid tubs of fabric so I can dump this stuff until I need it later. It's driving me nuts because some of it is under my bed and I HATE having things under my bed (it gets so dusty).
This of course leads to the worry I constantly have that I won't make it into Dalhousie, or I won't make it into anywhere, or they won't give me enough money to let me get a car and a place of my own, and then what the hell am I going to do then?
And that of course leads to the fact that in order to get into anywhere, I have to finish this bloody thesis and if I want to get paid to pay for all this stuff that I'm buying, I have to finish those boring old transcriptions.
Which of course leads me back to the possibilities of procrastination . . .
It's a vicious cycle.
Posted by Ally at January 9, 2007 10:21 PM