I’m a procrastinator. Not with work or tasks at home. I’m the neighbor who is outside her house at 7AM on December 26th sawing up her Christmas tree because she can’t stand the looming burden of putting all the Christmas decorations away.
I’m a shopping procrastinator. I hate it. The parking, the crowds, the wrapping of the presents, the fear of the return line when the gift doesn’t work out…all of it. And now it’s December 16th and I’ve only made one purchase: a pair of slippers for my son which he has already found hidden in the closet. Awesome.