humour

Procrastination. Are any of you as good at it as I seem to be? My brain runs so far ahead of my body that I will often just sit there, thinking of everything I need to do while doing none of it, and wishing it was already done while whiling away the time! Unfortunately this is something that has characterised me from the time I was very little. Surely I’m not the only one?!

My parents will tell you – as will my siblings – that I could make the simplest of tasks (such as the exceedingly complex decision over how to spend my money at the local dairy) take far longer than it ever should. But it was a very serious matter, you know. I had to take into consideration the longevity of the lolly (how long it would last in my mouth), the flavour (would I like it, or regret it?) the quantity I could purchase for the money at hand (more is always better… or is it?) and whether or not I would ultimately wish that I’d saved my money rather than spent it, thus deeming any prior decision made utterly useless in the first place. Plus countless other concerns that would no doubt arise as I would stand there in the dairy, gazing upon one lolly after the other, and back again, almost willing them to jump off the shelf and tell me what the “right” decision should be!

All of that equated to fifty cents a week… of torture, as far as my family was concerned! I know I could find a way to expound on this with a deep thought or musing, but there’s also very much a time and and a place for seeing the funny in things, for catching the humour. That, too, is good for the soul – especially if it results in a good old belly laugh!

Fast-forward to now: as a wife and homeschooling mum, I get to experience procrastination at a whole ‘nother level… through the eyes and actions of my very own children. (And yes, my parents have had a fair few giggles about this at my expense – and me with them. And yes again, I do manage to be able to drive my husband nuts in their place, even today!) Yesterday I had a bit of fun with a poem that touches on exactly this. It’s based on Browning’s Sonnet 43 (the well-known ‘How do I love thee…” one) because, well, it just seemed to fit. We can all do with a good dose of humour and a reason to laugh (at ourselves) from time to time, right?!

Here it is, in its rudimentary form, just pencil on paper. Enjoy!

Kristy x

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