Today, I'm taking on an old vile enemy - procrastination. We're well acquainted, he and I. We dance around each other with madness in our eyes until one of us throws down the glove, ready to duel.
Sadly, he knows my weaknesses. He plays me like a fool time and again. He entices me with Facebook, Pinterest, a novel, the couch...you get the idea. He's like a plate of my favorite chocolate sitting on the kitchen counter staring at me every time I walk by. Resistance is futile, even though I know I'm going to feel like crap afterwards.
The evidence he's had his way is all over my house.
There's the air conditioner I took out of my son's bedroom window last week. It's been sitting on the living room floor ever since.
There's the Harry Potter robe I've been working on for my youngest son's Halloween costume. I'm almost done, but the sleeves were giving me trouble, so I set it aside three days ago. I haven't touched it since. Oh...and there's the Draco Malfoy robe I haven't even started yet.
There's the candle holders that have been sitting on my kitchen counter for months, waiting to be put away in the appropriate place.
If you see him hanging around your house, tell him I said to get lost.