I am one of those people who suffer an addiction to procrastination. I will postpone everything until it cannot be postponed anymore, then spurred by guilt or a nagging boyfriend/mother/Citibank customer service, I set off on a excruciating quest to complete EVERYTHING in one day.
I am one of those people who procrastinate doing the big things that need to be done by busying myself with all the small things that get in the way. This time my procrastination is a little more dire. I have so far been postponing my life and getting a move on my career simply because I am obsessed with doing everything else.
How can I possibly choose what I want to do with the rest of my life when nothing has fallen into place, my life does not makes sense, my hobbies not pursued, my kitchen not scrubbed and my laundry is not done? Oh the pressure.
And oh I have had a million things to do. My parents were around, my legal papers are still in disarray, my home looks like a barn and I need to lose weight.
How can I possibly be ready for the job market? The time is not ripe, my mind is not prepared, people still have not mistaken my silhouette for Heidi Klum’s, the stars are not aligned and I have nothing to wear.
See my problem?
Perhaps that is why I slightly resent the job interview I have tomorrow. I am not ready for the big bad world yet.