First, you should know, I’m not a procrastinator (typically).
I had received this grant at work. I won’t bore you with all the details, but I needed to submit a claim form. It meant compiling some data, using multiple spreadsheets, and just generally blocking everything to do it.
I have looked at it every single day for weeks. I mean weeks and weeks. I’ve honestly tried doing it, but I hate that kind of stuff (administrivia, as someone describes it). It made my head feel like it was going to explode. So, I’ve put it off…a lot.
Today I decided for the 874th time, that I just wasn’t going to go home until I got it finished.
Today I finally finished it. My head spun around a few times. Parts of it even flew off I think. But I stuck with it. It is done.
A weight feels like it has been lifted off if me. Procrastinating didn’t make it easier…or harder. It just prolonged the agony.
Today I’m extra thankful to get that done. And thankful I don’t normally procrastinate.