Man of Action III
by G. Sax
So last time I wrote about procrastination, which is something I’m very good at. But the point of the exercise was to slap myself in the face with it like a cold fish in a cartoon or a gloved feminine hand in a 1950s romance. I don’t want to be good at procrastinating anymore. Let’s time capsule these things and move on:
- Delivering Sunday newspapers at noon to old people who wake up at 5 a.m.
- Arriving in high school homeroom at the bell…everyday…for four years.
- Nearly missing high school graduation.
- Blinking at the dawn with 4 pages more to write for the big college paper. Doing it again. And again.
- Showing up for the game in the 3rd inning, the 2nd quarter, the 2nd period.
- Arriving late to the job, to the party, to the wedding, to the…you name it, I’ve been the last one there.
- Doing my taxes on April 14th.
This year, I did my taxes by April 8th. Federal and two states. It’s a start.
Today, I’m writing in the morning. Writing before I do anything else. Writing fresh, rather than only at the ass end of the day, when I’m spent and my voice is cracking.
And I have a full-time job that I must go to now. On time.
Tags: Positive Energy, Work
May 1, 2007 11:35 pm 
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