I am sitting in front of my computer right now (obviously) thinking about all of the things I should be doing rather than doing them. I came home and did the dishes. That’s something. And my friend, Catherine, will be here any minute so that we can go exercise, but I just can’t seem to get myself to do all of the things I need to be doing. I’ve been up until 2:30 the past two nights…productively procrastinating.

I baked a cake for my cake decorating class. I selected new pieces to work on in my voice lessons. I discovered that I lose all of my vocal inhibitions when I have a microphone in my hand, or anything else I can feasibly utilize in place of a microphone; last night, it was a round brush. And yes, I guarantee you that you wish you had a picture. Even just thinking about it makes me laugh.

I am getting caught up on my journal writing. I downloaded my pictures from Vegas. I unpacked from my trip only to repack for another on Thursday. I hung up my new clothes from Banana (outlet shopping on 30% off weekend with a 50% off coupon makes what I am going to say next okay) as motivation…I need to drop about five pounds for them to fit perfectly. I organized all of my cake decorating tools. I did my dishes (I live in a dishwasher free apartment over the garage). I discovered a new band that I am enjoying. I am almost finished with Genesis.

Somehow my productivity level ceases with folding laundry, though…so that has yet to be done. But I am getting desperate and running out of productive things to do in an effort to avoid my two papers, lecture (on DVD) and quiz that all need to be “worked on” before I go to bed tonight.

Catherine better get here soon, or I may have to succumb to the beast I call “Clean Laundry”. Perhaps I should start writing a paper? Huh, something to think about. Maybe I’ll contemplate that while I wait for Catherine to get here.