I’ve always been a procrastinator. And it’s always worked for me. Here’s why.
Forget studying for that test! I need to clean the desk/study/house! Besides, the test is still a whole two days away. Don’t I need to turn in that progress report? Well, it’s not due till June so I’ll clean up my desk here at lab first. Then I’ll make that table for my experiment tomorrow. Since I need it by tomorrow, after all. My major professor is on my case about making sure our new data analysis program works but I really need to organize my laptop desktop first. Why? Because I have no need of this program until I actually get some data from my experiments. Until then, why bother? And then there’s the whole studying for the qualifying exam thing. Important? Yes. Big and scary? Yes. Am I studying for it now? No. Why? Because I have a million other things I need to do first, like brushing the dog, cleaning the house, writing in my blog. Blogging is this procrastinator’s dream—there’s always another post I have to write right when I need to get to some annoying task or other.
Ah…to be completely unproductive yet productive at the same time—I’m truly living my life at my pace. 
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- it’s so simple…...to keep the house clean. All you really have to do is always clean up any mess you make immediately. Because the longer you leave it, the more it piles up and the more daunting the task becomes, which just makes you avoid it more. I'm by no means a clean freak. But I've adopted the above mentality in order to force myself to not be a complete slob. Unfortunately, that strategy just doesn't work when your other half (read: husband) doesn't quite comply. I really don't have time to clean up both my mess and then his too. And the worst part is that he will go and make messes right where I've cleaned up, completely undermining all of my hard work. Because of that, I'll give up and just let the mess pile up. And then we'll have guests. And I end up having to storm through the house cleaning everything up as fast as I can when I'm already exhausted from a long week of not getting enough sleep because he's still insisting on being a slimy premed. Can you tell that I have to go clean the house now for a visit from the in-laws this weekend? Double fun!...
- i guess he knew better after allWas it my ignoring all of his attempts to use me as a prop to stroke his ego this morning? Or the evil gleam in my eyes? Whatever it was, my major professor suddenly wised up and relieved me of speech-making duties right before his big event. Instead, I became official photographer, which was fine with me since I knew I could pawn the task off on my husband. So I didn’t have to sell my soul after all. And I get to play hookie tomorrow because he’s finally going to be out of the office. And by hookie, I mean I get to stay in the quiet of my own home and study my ass off. It’s pretty sad when I’m excited at the prospect of studying. But such is the life of a grad student facing her impending quals. Even my blog is becoming lame. Apologies for that. I really need to post before I study so that my brain will be nice and fresh. Spending 8+ hours studying beforehand just isn’t the way to come up with witty and insightful posts since I’m quite brain dead afterwards. I promise I’ll try to say something half-intelligent tomorrow....
- good riddanceAnd just like that, the pesky freeloading kids are gone! What's this weird sensation I'm feeling? I think it's called euphoria. The house is finally mine again...well, as soon as I clean up all the mess they left behind. But that'll be for tomorrow. Right now, I'm just going to sit back and enjoy something I haven't had for eight weeks and have been sorely missing: silence....
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It pains me to admit how much I relate. To blog-writing, add blog-reading, and you really do have a vortex in which time magically disappears. All that means is that I *still* need to clean the house AND work. SIGH.