Another Way to Procrastinate

Today's my Monday, and I think it's no accident that I feel like writing this morning when I haven't these past three mornings of my days at home.  Why?  Procrastination, I suspect.  Which is why I just HAD to squeeze in the time to make Mom's Rhubarb Muffins this AM, too (they're in the oven as I write).  Yep, 'pro' (forward) 'crastinus' (Latin, belonging to tomorrow).  It's just like the two semesters I lived in a dorm my freshman year of college.  My half of the room was NEVER so clean as the night I had to write (e.g. put off writing) a paper.  Yep, don't wanna take a shower, get all my stuff together and head into town.  Don't.  wanna.

I've been feeling a little . . . overwhelmed lately.  Scattered.  And it's all my own damn fault.  Procrastination.  I have some BIG decisions to make right now.  Financial decisions.  Business decisions.  Life decisions.  And, I don't wanna do the hard thinking, finish the research, etc. that I need to do to get to the other side of this muddy, mucky psychological field.  Blech.  But, my time is running out.  I NEED to get this done.  Maybe writing about it here, as I just have, will grind me into the gear I need to be in.  Maybe.  I hope.

For a few weeks now, I've been fairly consistently been sleeping for 12 hours on my "days off" (ha!).  Let's rephrase that:  days at home.  I have NO days off right now (the "right now" of this stage of my life), and I'm feeling that, too.  Really feeling the need for a vacation.  A staycation where I don't have to do the things that I feel need to be done around here.  A time to do what I WANT to do.  Anyway, my point is that even though my body's obviously telling me that I need this rest & recup time (the 12 hours of sleep each night), it doesn't leave much time in my day to get things done.  Buuuut, that's my own choice to:  to let myself sleep instead of setting an alarm and getting more things done during the day.  Six of one, half a dozen of another.  Blah, blah, blah; yadda, yadda, yadda.


I'm stressed, too, because I have a big job at work right now that isn't getting done, and I'm feeling the pressure.  WHY isn't it getting done?  'Cause I can't seem to find the time to get to it when I'm at work.  WTH, Chicken Mama?!  Get a grip!  Just put.  Everything.  Else.  To.  The.  Side.  And. DO IT!  Dummy.  So, in the hopes that it will keep me accountable, I'm telling you about it here.  Aside from any TRULY "must-do"s that pop up, I HAVE to hammer that out this week.  And, I KNOW I can get it nearly finished in these upcoming four days.  I just need to hold myself accountable.  To you.  So, that's my plan.


So now, without procrastinating any more than I already have, I'll leave you with a few fun pictures.  Each time I've passed this large beaver pond, I've seen a critter hard at work.  Returning home from the arts festival meeting on Tuesday night, I made my plan that I'd cut the engine and roll down the hill to the pond, my camera at the ready.  And, it paid off!

Okay, I'm out of the shower now and my bags are all packed.  I'm ready to do chicken chores on the way and head out!  

I zoomed in on the beaver in the image below so you could see him/her better.  It's a BIG one!

S/he's facing away:  you see the wet hump of the large back first and then the head.

In this one, s/he looks a bit like a prehistoric something . . . crawling out of the water to work on the dam.

Checking me out.  In the image below, I've circled the entirety of the critter so you can see how far behind the head the tail is.  Like I said, this one is a grand-daddy in size!

And, off s/he goes . . .

And so do I!  :)