Stalling Tactics

I'm running out of excuses to delay writing my paper. They're being knocked off one by one, and I'm getting desperate.

Yesterday morning: I have to take care of AT&T screw-ups. Sweetie and I combined our numbers into a "family" plan, but the store messed up and landed me with two rate plans instead. The billing period ends in seven days, so of course this is more urgent than the paper due in two.

Yesterday afternoon: I was out of soy milk. Cereal is also more important than a paper due in two days...I don't want to get osteoporosis in a few decades, right? While we're at it, we need a squirt gun to discipline the cat. And test the squirt gun that will be used to discipline the cat. Sunny days come few and far between.

Yesterday evening: What do you mean the department cancelled my class? I needed that class. The summer semester starts in one week, so I have to fix this now. And blog about it. The stuff due this semester can wait.

Yesterday night: Sweetie's out of cookies. I should bake some. First, to clean the mixing bowl...That orange stuff coating the bottom of the dish-drying rack is really bugging me. Have to wash all the dishes first to get them out of the sink, and then I'll have room to take it apart to wash. Why is the kitchen floor so dirty?

Late yesterday night: I can't write well when I'm tired. I'll just finish the outline. Ooh, there are back episodes of Body of Proof I haven't seen.

This morning: Yay, Sweetie and I are awake at the same time! I'll make him food. And since he's up, I can use the treadmill. My health is more important than a grade. I can also wash the sheets. And the rest of the laundry. And vacuum the floors, under the bed, inside the couch. Who can sit comfortably on the couch and write a paper knowing there's unidentifiable crumb-like substances under there?

This afternoon: Time for lunch. I shouldn't work and eat at the same time. What's Sweetie up to? Cultivating my relationship is a long-term investment.



Now my environment, social, entertainment, sleep, hunger, and aspiration bars are full. It looks like I have no choice but to write the darned thing. Unless someone out there has a pressing crisis and needs my help immediately. Anyone?