I want to work on my blog today. I mean, I really want to write. I’ve been writing something in my head for a couple days and I am itching to put it on the screen. When I get ideas like this, they’re all-consuming until I write them down, so I usually just give in and start writing. But today, I absolutely don’t have time for it.
I’m trying to work on being more disciplined about how I spend my time, particularly during the work week. Today, that means admitting that I don’t have time to work on my blog and tackling some big work deadlines instead. It pains me. Look — I’ve already written two paragraphs about how I am not writing anything today.
To convince myself that I don’t have time to blog, I just made a to-do list. It filled an entire 8.5″ x 11″ sheet of paper. There’s a voice in my head that is trying to argue that some of the things on my list could wait until tomorrow. But the grown-up in me knows better. The list can’t wait.
I’ve decided to give in, just a little, and scratch the itch to write by penning a small confession. For me, writing this now is like being on a diet and eating one french fry from a friend’s plate, but remaining disciplined enough to resist ordering my own fries. That one fry is so heavenly; I’ll take my time enjoying it and then I’ll think about it all day.
Here’s my confession: I’ve been procrastinating all morning. I’ve been up for four hours and most of what I’ve accomplished amounts to making coffee, reading a book about writing, reading an article about cheese, reading other people’s blogs, checking email, and making a to-do list. And now, I’ve written five paragraphs in a blog post about how I don’t have time to blog today.
But that cheese article was a delicious read. I’m just going to leave it here and get to work:
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