Procrastination is the thief of time. So said Charles Dickens and, let’s face it, he must have known, what with all those deadlines to meet as he turned out, with impeccable timing, the latest instalments of what
would become our classic Victorian dramas.
I’m rather good at procrastination, myself. For example, when I decided on the first sentence of today’s
blog, I immediately googled other appropriate quotes about procrastination. Not because I’m planning to fill the Daily Blog with other people’s wise words (you will just have to make do with mine, as per usual. Wise or not. Though, thinking about
it, I might not be able to resist a few thoughts from people cleverer than I am) but because it gave me an excuse to put off writing the next few paragraphs until I could get my head in order. Well, that’s my excuse and, as any skilled procrastinator
knows, it’s easier to resist at the beginning than at the end. Leonardo da Vinci said that by the way - I can imagine him chiding the Mona Lisa, telling her that if she’d “been” before she first sat down to be painted, instead of putting
it off, then she wouldn’t be feeling so very uncomfortable now.
Today I decided I could put it off no longer. For over a week an ultra-sensitive tooth
has been giving me a twinge whenever I ate or drank anything cold or hot. Because I knew that I was due to visit the Tooth Fairy for a routine check-up on Monday next, I was reluctant to go to all the effort of picking up the telephone and asking for an earlier
appointment. I mean, how would I fit an unscheduled visit in to my busy life? What with the roses to dead-head, the tomato plants to find a new home in their cosy grow-bags, the sunflower plants to talk to encouragingly. After all, tomorrow is often the busiest
day of the week (Spanish proverb - presumably this is why everyone’s favourite Spanish word is mañana?)
Then yesterday my tooth started to complain
rather more strongly, presumably because it is fed up with my procrastination and feels I need to be taught a lesson. There’s nothing quite like an Angry Tooth to make even the most stubborn procrastinator look up and take notice. So today, having left
Mr B at Guild Care to enjoy his weekly pampering session, I headed to the Tooth Fairy’s Castle to see what she could do for me and my tooth.
way, I rehearsed what I would say. I would understand, I would say, if she couldn’t fit me in over the coming days, especially as I was already booked in for Monday next...The Receptionist was having none of it - the Tooth Fairy had just had a cancellation,
as it happened, so she could fit me in this very morning if I could hang around for the next forty minutes. “Your luck is in!” she told me, triumphantly. Well, I couldn’t say no, now could I? Sometimes it is good if decisions are taken out
of a procrastinator’s hands. Or “Don’t wait, the time will never be right,” as somebody called Napoleon Hill once said.
Forty minutes later,
having hared along to Guild Care to warn Mr B I might be a few minutes late, I was lying flat in the Tooth Fairy’s Chair while she probed gently inside my mouth. “Is it hurting now?” she asked, solicitously. I had to admit that the toothache
had suddenly subsided the very minute I walked into her surgery - how could that happen? Apparently, the Tooth Fairy reassured me, it happens all the time.
minutes and an X-ray later, I left her surgery armed with antibiotics to tackle the infection which was causing my discomfort. I will be back in the Tooth Fairy’s chair on Monday where we will together decide what action we should take to prevent an
occurrence. We will not delay. We will not procrastinate. Well, not much...
As Ellen deGeneres once said: “Procrastination isn’t the problem, it’s
the solution. So procrastinate now. Don’t put it off.”
Well said, Ellen. You are a girl after my own heart...