It is 11pm and I decide to tidy up the clothes. Two previous washing up pile is simply lying on the bed. Bake Off was more important to watch.
I definitely don’t like to procrastinate but sometimes cannot help it. I feel alright to leave little house jobs for later. That later then becomes much later. It starts to work on my mind twenty-four seven. That’s when I feel it is not worth ignoring these fifteen-minute tasks. Better to finish it off.
It always feels good to have done the essential little things around me otherwise the syndrome of delaying each and everything sets in. Not worth it.
It felt good to get all the clothes sorted even though it was done late in the night. At least I will sleep well now. Good night and sweet happy dreams.