Normally Abnormal

This is turning out to be a fun place for me to just pop in for a few minutes to get my mind off of other things... like writing a paper.

I've been attempting to write a psych term paper all day, which I should have started a month ago and finished by now. During the course of this day of report-writing frenzy, I've written three posts (this makes it four) on this blog, wrote two long comments on other blogs, and created urgent needs to make two emergency shopping trips, one of which was to go buy a 6-pound medicine ball. Why? Because I felt the sudden urge to play catch with it, that's why! Sheesh! The way you're shaking your head, one would think it's not something EVERYONE does in the middle of doing homework. What? No? hmm...

Anyway, I think I have some ADD symptoms. But doesn't everybody to a degree?

I have finally managed to force myself to finish the first draft, and we'll see if I can somehow come up with a final draft by tomorrow.

Honestly, sometimes I have to roll my eyes at myself...

Image: http://thegazz.com/gblogs/karinfuller/2008/01/13/structured-procrastination/

Procrastination is not always such a bad thing...

I should be doing something else... I should always be doing something else.

I had a long list of things to do today; but when my daughter suggested that I should let her skip morning classes and take her to lunch, I could not resist. I wrote one of the several excuses that we use for tardiness or absence:

"K is tardy this morning due to mental cramps."

I write the word "mental" scriggly and somewhat illegible so the unsuspecting reader would assume the word to be "menstral." That way, it's not a lie and still looks like a legitimate excuse.

We took off for the mall, made a quick shopping stop, and then ate lunch at our favorite Thai restaurant. Extra spicy. Sweat, tears, laughs, and water...lots of water. We had the most relaxing and wonderful time...and we were both fully aware that it was special.

It's amazing how much more we enjoy ourselves and appreciate the moment when we know we should be doing something else. When we're putting off what we should be doing but, instead, choose to do this thing with this person (whatever, whoever that happens to be)... we're willing to recognize it as a special gift that it is and relish in it.

I dropped her off at school for her afternoon classes, and I still cannot get back on track with my list of things to do...

There's always tomorrow, no?