Professional Procrastinator At Work

I’m still deep in the cavernous trenches of editing, fighting hard to win this battle of words. 

Psht!  Who am I kidding? 

This is my day: 
*  Reads email but swears not to open any social media

    -  Sticks to guns

*  Opens book to start editing

   -  Reads notes & last pages to get back into groove

*  Checks facts & researches internet sites, click, click, click...
    -  Somehow ends up on Twitter
    -  Checks mouse to see if it's possessed.  Damn! 

*  An hour later, I swear I’m not doing that again, but now I’m hungry
    -  I rationalize - nourished body = stimulated brain.

*  Opens book again, reads the last page I edited again

*  Argues with cat
*  Answers phone
*  Ooh! Email alert!  Facebook is telling me it's my turn in Scrabble.  I feel it’s my duty, as an Aunt, to kick my neices asses regularly and show them who’s the Scrabble Queen in the family.
    -  Plays Scrabble for 20 minutes – 10 mins playing & 10 mins giggling because I’m imagining their eyes when they see my 50 point word.
    -  But THAT’S IT!  I really really swear this time.  I’m getting back to work.
*  And that’s when the kids walk through the door from school.

Must. Stop. Procrastinating.

Must Gain Control. Buck Up. Sit Down. And Write!