Monday, January 5, 2015

Monday = Procrastination Station

Mondays are a lie filled with hope, the prospect of productivity, and the intention to make the week worthwhile. At least, they are until the alarm sounds at 5:30am. Every Sunday night I trick myself into thinking it's a good idea to get up earlier than usual, expecting to get an hour of work done before the kids wake up. The intention is to throw off the blankets, trundle through the hall to my office, and start tapping away at the keyboard. No coffee necessary.

But... the house is freezing that early in the morning, my brain is always foggy, and I usually manage to convince myself that I don't need to get a head start on the day. Not really. What I really need is to be enveloped in the soothing warmth of blankets, to nestle into the half-sleep of dreams that can be remembered, and to be gifted with another ambitious hour of peaceful slumber. 

I don't even know why I do this to myself. The promise of Monday productivity is wrapped in the deceit of procrastination. I know setting the alarm for 5:30am will result in one of two things:

1. Turning off the alarm completely, resulting in a late start to the day
2. Hitting the "snooze" button repeatedly... which is actually worse because I don't even get the extra hour of sleep my brain and body crave. 

I can't be the only person in the world who is tricked by the promise of a brand new week. I can, however, change the vicious cycle, break the bad habits, and accept the inevitable: Monday is all about the procrastination station. On the bright side, my kind of procrastination can be productive. I haven't completed the initial tasks I set out to do, but I have updated all my social media sites, written this blog, answered correspondence, created a priority list, and started on  my actual "to-do" list...  

Monday - you no longer fool me with your false promises and fresh outlook. And that's okay - I've come to terms with it and will use my weakness for you to my advantage. 

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