Procrastination

I am a procrastinator. I can find so many ways to procrastinate about so many things, and every time, it makes perfect sense.

Years ago, around the year 1980, I realized that this was a personal trait, and laughing about it, I learned that there was actually an organization for procrastinators: Procrastinators Club of America. I contacted them, and they sent me the material for becoming an official member, but I put it off until a more convenient time. When we moved from Minnesota back to California in 1983, I remember finding the information while packing. I remember packing it and taking it. Unpacking in California, I found it again, but put it in a good place, waiting for a more convenient time to join. Here it is, 2010, and I still haven't joined.

I know, I know. My friends are asking, "Why would she want to join? What a downer! Wouldn't joining be an admission that solidifies her in that rut?"

No! It's humor, people! H-u-m-o-r! For fun! To be able to proudly say, with a raised chin and an arched eyebrow, "I am a member of the Procrastinators Club of America. Make way -- and do obeisance."

I did, however, buy a calendar to help me -- a procrastinator's calendar! It has trite sayings, advice, and a "to-do (or not)" list. The problem? It is a 2006 calendar, purchased, I remember, in later 2006. I wrote my name on it and never used it. (I just never got around to it.) Furthermore, I won't be able to use it until 2017 -- the next year with 365 days that starts on a Sunday -- although the holidays that year will not match the calendar.

Apparently, the Procrastinators Club of America no longer exists as it once did, but there are sites where one can join -- like on Facebook. I think I will -- not now, but at a more convenient time.

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