Good Timing!

Just read Felicitas' blog entry on procrastination. Ha ha ha. 2 months back, I would have regarded it as enemy and looked away but these days I'm being good. Come to think of it, I've been good for almost a month, and things finally seem to sort themselves out. So I was in a good mood when I saw this blog entry and naturally agreed to the points which I would have discarded one month back as 'impracticable'.

One month back, I had come down on an exam, and was so unhappy over it for the first time in my life. I can't even imagine that I could be unhappy over an exam but there I was :-(.

I had informed the landlady that I will leave house by August 1st, and I didn't have a place to move; my brother had laid the responsibility on me totally and wouldn't bother even to buy a news paper to look up ads.

My car license had expired and I had to get a gas emission test for it as well.

The bank had sent some documents regarding tax in March; and now there was another letter from tax office.

I had not paid phone bills and water bills in two or three months.

My name appears wrong on mobile bill and I was supposed to correct it and register again, for security measures, about an year and a half back.

I had to submit a project report, an assignment and do a presentation for my diploma.

I had to read two books in order to understand what they teach at that diploma class.

I had gained three kilos over the last few months, making the total excess 7 kilos over the last two years.

I was supposed to go to work at a distant area for one week, which I was looking forward to, but also meant I had one week less for everything.

My vitiligo seemed to have spread. I had not seen the doctor after he warned "Do not forget this time; come exactly in two months after completing treatment." 2 1/2 years back.

My consultant's court case was back on and I so wanted to help her in the issue-it seems that I'm the only person left to do something anyway. Others had kids, in training courses or gone abroad.

I couldn't remember the last time I washed the car or swept the room. (House is simply too much to expect.)

My friend had invited me 9 months ago, to visit her in this December and I don't even have a passport.

I had not written the work diary in two months.

I had not collected the certificate of a course I completed in March.

An allowance had been delayed for 4 years and I still had not checked it with the office.

My name appears wrong on my driver's license and I had not attempted to get it corrected since 1991. In fact, I probed in to the issue about 5-6 years back, and quit when I was asked to go to an office several kilometers away.

Plus there were these other things I planned to do-like sponsoring a child-for which I had to register.


I went ahead with my Vavunia tour, which I enjoyed despite depressive mood creeping in on and off.

When I returned, I took an old exercise book and wrote a to do list-how else do you think I listed out all those issues I had one month back?
I didn't have a clear cut plan like Felicitas suggests-that's simply too exotic for me. Instead I ticked off or noted down what I had done regarding each issue.

I exercised for three days-1 hour on day 1, 45 minutes on day 2 and half an hour on day 3. About a week later, I did another half hour. But I've moved about a lot during working hours, climbed up steps 9 floors several times, and walk while answering the phone. So I managed to drop 3 kilos within a couple of weeks.

I got the car license. Wrote the work diary for one month. My allowance had come this month without my having to do anything. I paid all bills and handed over a letter to change the name on mobile phone bill. I got an application for a passport.

I went to see several houses this Sunday, though I didn't like any of them. Yesterday I saw an ad on hospital canteen wall about a flat. It seems to be a reasonable offer and tomorrow I'm going to see it.

I went to see about my certificate-it seems there is a delay on their part due to some signature issue and they had to reprint it. I handed over a letter asking for an appointment to get information for my project and presentation. I downloaded some information through internet. I had decided to call them and ask about the appointment today but got carried away, while chatting with friends.

I started on my consultant work-it takes much time than I had expected but I should be able to find some 16 hours more for it within these two weeks.


Oh, and I got over my depressed mood pretty soon, within 10 days or so. I even read on clinical cases I see everyday, at least superficially and use my new found knowledge at work and pour it all on my colleagues: something I had never done before and I quite enjoy it.

True, there's so much more to do and I may well drop back to my procrastinating habits sooner or later. But, can one blame me? My personality made me like that.