Tomorrow my daughter and I leave for a short trip to Michigan. I’ve been avoiding the whole idea and reality of this trip for days now. Getting me to drive back to Michigan is like pulling teeth.
Don’t misunderstand – it’s a beautiful state and I love and miss it – but I think the drive brings up too many memories of when I was doing it every week to go back and see my dying mother.
So anyway, it’s 10:30 pm here, and I still haven’t packed. My clothes are in the washer. I just printed my directions about 5 minutes ago.
In an article in Psychology Today, they list several reasons for procrastination:
It’s an adrenaline rush thing – so very ADD
It’s an avoidance thing – fear of success of fear of failure
It’s an inability to make a decision thing
I’d say my reluctance to face this is a mixture of all three, partly due to my ADD and partly because of the negative associations I have with this task.
Sometimes, though, you just gotta do what you gotta do, which is why I’m hitting the road tomorrow.