I really should be grading. I have dozens of papers to get through, numbers to enter and calculate, and exams to write for Monday.
But what am I doing (other than blogging?): cooking. I’ve already tidied the apartment and done most of the dishes and taken out the recycling and browsed the papers. I’m making another pot pie before my remaining celery gets all rubbery, and I’ve decided to try to make rugelach. Messy.
I know that getting this grading done (even for just one of the classes) will be a huge weight off my shoulders, but ugh, sitting down with it makes all my hackles rise. So I’ll just prep this dough…I’ll just slice all the veggies…I’ll just clean the catbox.
When cleaning the catbox becomes attractive, you know you’re in Deep Procrastination Territory.
I don’t know anyone who isn’t a procrastinator, at least about some thing or other. My students always admit it sheepishly, as if they must be the only ones who put things off until the last minute. I don’t excuse them, because I know–and I want them to know–that procrastination results in poorer quality work. But I also can’t really judge them for it.
The good thing about my procrastination is that at least I do get things done. I usually don’t procrastinate by watching crappy TV. I can fall down the internet-hole, but that’s less likely than busying myself with other useful (or arguably useful) things. Grading is the thing I hate the most, and writing is the next biggest task I’m likely to avoid (although I have days where I can dive right in, too), so at midterm and semester’s end, my apartment is sparkling and my fridge is full of treats.
So, obviously, today’s FFT is about what you procrastinate on, and what you do instead what what you should be doing. Or are you that mythical creature that never puts off things? (If so, I will be sending you a SASE for your newsletter.) Spill it, foot-draggers! You know you’re just avoiding work, anyway.