I suffer from severe procrastination. I do not mean those things that you put off because they are tedious and boring, we all have plenty of those things on our ever expanding to do lists of doom that have an uncanny way of tripling every time you dare take your eye off it. I am talking about an inability to complete any task that has more than two steps to complete, where I have to crack out a notebook to plan for two hours, then do nothing because I am so done with it by then, all the while knowing that it would only have taken me half an hour to do the task in the first place! It is debilitating.
I have an untidy home, an untidy mind and spend most my life “winging it”, much to the dismay of those around me that love me and rely on me. I am disorganised, I am forgetful, I cannot remember anything that is asked of me if it has more than one step to complete. I have to walk around repeating the request out loud, looking like the perfect candidate for the loony bin so the thing asked of me does not escape from my brain and fall out of my ear.
But … against all odds, I am successful, I am clever and I have a brilliant mind. I have got to where I have got to in these last 36 years by complete dumb luck, being in the right place at the right time and an uncanny ability to see patterns in everything, making connections that others cannot fathom to even understand, whilst I get to the answer going from “A” to “Z” via “B”, “3” and “!”. To be honest, this latter part about patterns is what has pushed me most the way.
So how do you take the next step up without being crippled further by the expectations put upon you as an adult in this very strange world of no peace, no quiet, constant distractions and no time to do anything, sat there so crippled by procrastination of where to start, what to start and what is priority.
I have started this blog to help both myself and others find solace, to know that I am not the only one out there suffering from these afflictions, to share tips and tricks, thoughts and ideas, a shoulder to cry on when everything goes horribly wrong and joy to share when some weird and wonderful solution comes by that pushes you into being productive, even if only for a 37 hours and 52 minutes.
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