We had a friend, Nel, who maintained February always had at least nine sunny days. She wasn’t a meteorologist but relied on her memory to substantiate the claim. When we started paying attention, it seemed as if she was right. February might be too soon to plant or mow, but nice days often had us outside, cleaning winter debris from garden beds and planning spring projects, like power washing decks and cleaning gutters.
Not this year. This February tossed winter fury at us by way of sub-zero temperatures, bitter windchills and — this past weekend — more snow. For easterners this wouldn’t be unusual, but we BC west coasters are offended! Enough is enough!
It was still snowing when I went to bed last night, but I think… I hope… this week’s rising temperatures will soon be melting our six inches of heavy snow into puddles and mud. It’s not that I like mud, of course, but it’s an inevitable forerunner of springtime, and now that the Olympics are over, I have my sight set on spring.
There are plenty of indoor projects that could use my attention, but if I can’t do what I want to do, then I might not choose to do anything. Yes, I’m reading books and organizing a manuscript, and for a writer those are valid, even necessary, occupations. But this ornery weather is putting a pucker in my seasonal intentions. It’s allowing me to procrastinate when I shouldn’t. I think I need to start a list.
I’m being flippant. If I procrastinate, the worst thing that might happen is a few tasks will be put off for another time. Is that a bad thing? Probably not, although it sets a bad precedent. Then again, I’m retired and schedules are a thing of the past, so who’s going to care? I do have a routine of sorts — things I do each morning — but beyond that the day is my own.
Hmm… not entirely true. If I were in charge of my day’s activities, I’d be gardening in the snow today, and that’s not going to happen. Ah, well… patience! The snow will eventually melt. I’ve never met a summer that was chilling under six inches of snow.
Do you procrastinate? Does it matter?
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I do. I don’t think it matters. 🙂
Procrastinate…Me? In my case I think it’s called “stuff to do later”. Snow arrives here (in the past) at end of Feb…not to mention I walked to my doc’s office through snow on April 3, 1951 (apparently good exercise, my son was born the 4th 🙂
Sometimes but not as much as I used to. I think it depends on the situation, sometimes it matters, sometimes it matters not. Yes, yes, this is me putting off making a decision one way or the other!
Yes, I fight that urge all the time. I think it matters sometimes but not always. I’m glad when I can relax a bit and hesitate without calling it procrastination. Blessings to you, Carol…
Apparently I’m not alone in my procrastinating… and I agree that sometimes it matters and sometimes it doesn’t, depending on what it is. Now, contract deadlines would keep me on the move, while a baking spree could easily be put off. (We’re not big on desserts around here.)