The Art of Procrastination

pro·cras·ti·nate \prə-ˈkras-tə-ˌnāt, prō-\ (v.)-: to put off intentionally and habitually, to put off intentionally the doing of something that should be done . Okay, so I know you all know the definition, but I think that they forgot to put my name in it! All week I have had the intention of getting up today and getting my house cleaning done early. And what am i doing? Sitting here my laptop! So far, I've managed to do a little laundry, including my new sheets that had to be washed and ironed. Yes, I iron my sheets and my friends think that I am absolutely insane, but I love the feel of fresh, clean, crisp sheets and besides, they're monogrammed and who wants a wrinkly monogram? The only thing left to do now is cleaning the bathrooms, vacuuming, dusting, and mopping. Its hot out and in and I don't feel like doing any of it.

I have decided today that I am actually ready for the fall. I went out to take Joey for a potty break and to spray the back porch off and I could hardly stand the heat. I love the fall. I love the colors, the smell of pumpkin, mums, and all of those corny Halloween decorations. I love it when I feel the first little chill in the air. At the first sign of the fall, I always go out and try to find a spice scented candle. The smell always makes me feel all warm and cozy inside. Now don't get me wrong. I didn't say I was ready for winter! Its definitely not a favorite. I just wish we could for once get a break from the heat and get a little rain. I don't know about your plants, but mine prefer God's water much more than city water, and I prefer a cheap water bill!

So now as I sit here in procrastination, waiting on my Erik to get home, and have clean, crisp sheets, I guess I should quit blogging and finish my housework. Will I get it done? We'll see!