Exterminating Procrastination

"You may delay, but time will not." ~Benjamin Franklin

I don't know why I would ever think procrastination is a good idea. I do not like that about myself. I seem to put things off until the last minute. I have been doing so much better this semester considering I have already done most of the big things for the rest of the semester. But those little things are getting me... I hit the snooze button at least 5 times every morning! I promise I can convince myself of the dumbest things when I am tired, like Oh morgan you can get ready in 2 min... NOT! Or I do really good about doing the big things but those little assignments I will find myself thinking "oh that wont be hard I can do that later" and then what happens? I am staying up until 2 am and having to start that easy little thing that I should have done a week ago. Okay... goal for the month: STOP PROCRASTINATING! 


Another thing I am very curious about... Why do the maintenance men always come when you are completely not prepared?! We got a note on Friday saying that these men would be coming by to check our apartment for termites. They would be coming sometimes between Monday and Thursday... seriously. So we cleaned up and got ready for their arrival. Well that was 4 days ago, It is not clean anymore. I got to come back to the room for a nap today after my class at 8. I crawl into my comfy bed wearing pajamas that look like something a 90 year old woman would wear. I sleep just long enough to get those lines on my face and big puffy eyes and then... Bang bang bang. Oh great. Oh well, I think to myself, I have met all these men and they are all older balding men with beer bellies so I get out of bed and walk to the door and answer it. They give their little spill about coming to check for termites and being the paranoid person I am I ask for their little proof card dont judge me, it is Jackson. And then they say Oh Josh is going to come in and inspect you apartment. Then this angel boy walks around the corner. Anthony don't read this. Oh ya know just your average 23 year old frat boy coming to see me in my grandmother pajamas. This was the most attractive exterminator I have ever seen... just my luck. Not only am I looking a mess but so is my apartment. My little house on the Prairie is playing on my tv, my clothes are all over the place, my Wendys bag from last night is beside my bed hello fatty, and my pillow pet is in plain view... OH MY GOSH! He had to inspect every corner of this place. I felt like a 40 year old cat woman by this point. But he was very nice and we just laughed about the mess and my love for Little House so it wasn't so bad... I will just pray I never have to see him again! He didn't find termites but he did find ants (in my roommates room haha) and so he said they will have to send someone back. And I am sure they too will come at the worst possible time!