I'll Get To It Eventually

There was an interesting article in the Washington Post the other day. Turns out I’m a world class procrastinator. Not that this is a surprise really, but I hate being predictable. And according to the Post, I might not only be predictable, but chronic. Consider the evidence:

1. I know exactly how far I can go once the gas light turns on in my car. I tested this with certainty in the ol’ Blazer, once running out of gas while conducting research. The new Audi has a handy mileage indicator that tells me how much further I can go. Of course I fully intend to check its accuracy eventually.
2. I know the true due date of all my bills. Let’s be honest: there is the date they tell you they are due, and there is the date they are really due. These are not the same date. The first can come and go with no consequences, the second you’re gonna have to start dealing with some inconvenient things… like explaining to your husband why we can’t watch television this weekend. (No Mom, not really) I see it as a free option to continue to earn interest on that money in my accounts, before I finally hand it over to the evil-powers-that-be at the cable and power conglomerates at the last. possible. second. And yet, I still have terrific credit and never pay reconnect fees. See? Two dates, people. But according to the article this is all merely a rationalization of my chronic procrastination.
3. I have really managed to convince myself I work best under pressure. I honestly believe that my work product is better when I leave it to the last minute. Unbeknownst to me, this has been disproved with various “studies”. Truth be told, I wouldn’t know what my non-pressurized work product looks like, because I’ve never seen it before.
4. This article appeared on June 15th, and I’m just now getting around to writing about it, although I bookmarked it a month and a half ago.