So it's a brand new semester and I'm back to the old grind. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my field and my studies. I enjoy using my newly developed skills and education in my work. I really look forward to the day this degree allows me to get that dreamed of promotion. I love the challenge of striving for that A grade. But there are those days when you just stare at that screen and say to yourself "Why do I have to write this dumb thing?"
Years ago a friend of a friend wrote a great poem that outlines exactly the kind of day that I had today.
Working Hard or Hardly Working? by: Sarah Meeker
Do you ever notice that when you have a task you dread you find a million other "necessary" chores to do instead? Like, I haven't cleaned my room in weeks but today seems like the day to vaccume up the potato chip crumbs and put all my clothes away. Then I'll alphabetize my CD case and straighten out my books, give myself a manicure and put all my towels on their hooks. And right now seems like the perfect time to polish my guitar and while I'm taking out the trash, I think I'll stop and wash the car. Then it's do a load of laundry, sit down and have a drink, then while I'm in the kitchen, do all the dishes in the sink. Even wirting stupid poems is a form of procrastination and a testimony of my laziness and lack of organization. Add in a lot of pacing and you pretty much have my day. Because I'll do just about anything to avoid this dumb essay.