I have to write every day.  I made a pact with myself. I got up at 4:30 am and now it is almost twelve hours later and I haven’t done it.  Stephen King says the key is “ass in chair”…Let me look. Okay. Ass is in chair but here I sit with so many thoughts and yet nothing compelling me to put anything down on paper.

It is Monday and several weeks ago, I decided I would take Mondays off.  It made sense. Working on many Saturdays and Sundays, it seems reasonable.  It also would give me plenty of time to do those things I can’t do on work days, right?  WRONG!!!

Procrastination ….it is the noose around my neck.

I got up and made coffee.  Let the dog out. Let the dog in. Fed the dog. Went downstairs and threw in a load of laundry. Made my bed. Took a shower. (duhhh….before working out? what? Only to procrastinate obviously). Had another cup of coffee.  Made oatmeal. Emptied the dishwasher. Let the dog out. Dried my hair. Watched the news. Ate the oatmeal. Got dressed. Emptied the dishwasher. Filled the dishwasher. Looked for my sneakers. Let the dog out. Read my email. Wrote a few e-mails. Put on make-up. (FOR THE GYM????HELLO????)….changed my exercise pants three times. Changed my sports bra twice. Brushed my teeth. Grabbed my water bottle after filling it and got in my car to go to the gym.  PHEW…….That took two and a half hours…NO TIME FOR  “ASS IN CHAIR.”