Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts

Friday, November 27, 2020

Partially lazy Friday...

27 November 2020: Got a big item checked off my Thanksgiving Break to-do list (and yes: it's typed and everything) this morning when I finished the fall yard clean-up. This is always one of my least favorite chores, so I am glad to have it done. 

Then I took a long walk and a shower and ate some Thanksgiving leftovers. 

Now I should be getting some more "I don't want to do this" work done today, including some reaccreditation stuff that I am resentful about having to do at all. (And I am just kicking myself for not saying "no, thank you!" when I got asked to do this last semester.) 

But I also started a book with a mystery hook last night (when I knew I shouldn't because it would tempt me) and kind of just want to read it with breaks in-between for TV. And this cat, who just wants to chill, is awfully distracting, too. Like...he literally gets in the way of work.


So...leaning into the "break" vibe today. I think that will be okay. 

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Tips for Academic Procrastinators

Ever since God himself seemingly intervened to teach me a lesson about procrastination (full story below), I've been pretty good at avoiding putting things off--but not perfect. It's been especially tough in terms of my scholarship, which lately takes a back seat to teaching and department/university service. That's no good.

Fortunately, earlier this week, the always helpful Tomorrow's Professor Listserv delivered "Ten Reasons that lead to Writing Procrastination--and Rebuttals to Those Thoughts". These are some excellent reminders!

Of course, you might be thinking, "Hey, aren't you procrastinating right now by posting this instead of writing?" Ha!

Now as for that story: when I was in fourth grade, I had my very first research paper due. My subject was the Apache. I put it off and put it off and put it off until the night before it was due. Then I worked my tail off. My parents had gone to the theater that night and when they got home (it was almost midnight), there I was, still working on that paper with no end in sight. My mother looked at me, half-asleep and a wreck, and said, "You are not going to get it done. It's not going to happen. And you'll have to explain why to your teacher. Go to bed." I was devastated. I was not used to failing and hated myself for creating this situation for myself. Plus, I was in serious trouble with my parents. I cried myself to sleep.

The next morning--miracle of miracles--it had snowed a good six inches. No school! And a whole extra day to complete that paper. You can be sure I did--and seriously, I never procrastinated like that again.

Sounds like a made-up story complete with moral, but I promise, it's true.