This was written in response to Writing 101, Day 5: Let social media inspire you and a delayed dare I say procrastinated response to Writer’s procrastination − a hidden virtue?.
Procrastination and I are no strangers to each other. We are, dare I say, great friends. Our relationship is one of the longest lasting relationships in my life, rivaled only by my relationships with my three sisters.
Procrastination or P-Dubs as I like to call him is a reliable and dependable friend. When my friends and family are busy and Dedication and Discipline are nowhere to be found, P-Dubs is consistently there to hang out with me. It’s like Boca says in Mr. 3000, “… I could always count on you to do your thing, you know? You’re consistent. You’re always driven. And you’re always for yourself.”
P-Dubs likes to spend time with me and do the same things I do. We play candy crush for hours, take long naps together (don’t worry my other half has met P-Dubs and he’s cool with it), watch Netflix in marathon sessions and lose track of hours pinning recipes on Pinterest. Sometimes P-Dubs and I do other things together like go grocery shopping and run errands, usually when I have a deadline for something else I should be working on.
The thing about P-Dubs is he is intoxicating – there’s always the promise of tomorrow with him. “You’ll do it tomorrow,” he whispers in my ear. “Come watch Season 2 of The House of Cards with me. Write that tomorrow,” he says luring me to the couch.
Hanging out with P-Dubs is like hanging out with the really cute boy in the fast car your parents warned you not to – it can end well with you having fun and not getting caught or it can end horribly wrong.
Sometimes P-Dubs helps me write an essay or post. The distraction he provides can help get my creative juices flowing. This piece was written after spending an entire day with P-Dubs because I didn’t know how to respond to the prompt. The funny thing is if I’m working on something with an imminent deadline, he always pulls out the draft due in a week. He smiles and says, “You know, you’d rather be working on this. Save that for later.”
P-Dubs has taught me to push the envelope, to relax and enjoy myself. “You work better under pressure,” he laughs. I’ve learned the value of giving a task your all and doing what it takes to get something done in an inordinately short period of time. Sometimes this works, I get to hang out with P-Dubs and write a decent post in an abbreviated time frame.
Sometimes, it doesn’t. Some things never get completed. A review of my draft posts last week showed twelve posts started and stopped; currently there are eight. I deleted the posts that will never be written because they are no longer relevant. Some of those half written posts were actually good.
There are times P-Dubs and I battle and he keeps his distance while I entertain discipline and dedication. It never lasts for long, he stops sulking and he is my kryptonite.
But if you’ll excuse me I’ve got to run, P-Dubs is stretched out on the couch waiting to start binge watching the first five seasons of The Walking Dead before season 6 starts in October.
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