Saturday, January 26, 2008
Halleluja!
26 pages and I think I am done (aside from a quick edit). Now I can start on all of that other fun stuff.
Nothing New
"Hi, my name is Danielle Burden and I am a procrastinator."
I feel like there really needs to be a 12 step program for people like me. I am sitting in the library four days before the biggest project of my undergraduate years is due. This is so sad! I have known about this project since about...last March. And yet, here I sit. This is nothing new. I remember crying my eyes out the night before any major assignment has been due for the last 10 years or so. High school was torture because of the fact that I would put these things off until the absolute last minute.
I always have such wonderful intentions. I pull out my planner. I then make a list of all of the things that have to be done. I love making lists. Finally I write in some sort of timeline. I put the list in my planner and then put my planner away, only to be looked in order to change the timeline because it is inevitable that not one of the dates will be met. This is how it will go until (as I said earlier) it is the last possible moment for me to start before it would become physically impossible for me to complete the assignment. Tears are shed and some heartburn ensues.
I guess I should get back to work so I can finish this thing so it can be read through one time before I turn it in and await my fate.
Oh crap....I have a to take a test next week that I have known about since January 1. I guess I should probably start studying some time soon...I'll have plenty of time once I get this project done. Oh wait, I still have to plan for next week. And do the dishes and the laundry. Here we go again...
I feel like there really needs to be a 12 step program for people like me. I am sitting in the library four days before the biggest project of my undergraduate years is due. This is so sad! I have known about this project since about...last March. And yet, here I sit. This is nothing new. I remember crying my eyes out the night before any major assignment has been due for the last 10 years or so. High school was torture because of the fact that I would put these things off until the absolute last minute.
I always have such wonderful intentions. I pull out my planner. I then make a list of all of the things that have to be done. I love making lists. Finally I write in some sort of timeline. I put the list in my planner and then put my planner away, only to be looked in order to change the timeline because it is inevitable that not one of the dates will be met. This is how it will go until (as I said earlier) it is the last possible moment for me to start before it would become physically impossible for me to complete the assignment. Tears are shed and some heartburn ensues.
I guess I should get back to work so I can finish this thing so it can be read through one time before I turn it in and await my fate.
Oh crap....I have a to take a test next week that I have known about since January 1. I guess I should probably start studying some time soon...I'll have plenty of time once I get this project done. Oh wait, I still have to plan for next week. And do the dishes and the laundry. Here we go again...
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Lucky Day!
As everyone is posting about all of the wonderful times they had this holiday season, I write today in thanks for my life. I know Thanksgiving was a while ago, but I have so much to be thankful for! Last night when Steve and I were headed back to Provo from (a fantastic) Christmas vacation, we hit a deer going 75 mph.
Maybe she was wearing sunglasses...I don't know. But thankfully the only damage done (besides a very dead deer) was a couple of broken lights and a small dent.
So again, I am giving thanks. I am thankful to be alive and healthy. I am thankful for a loving husband who decided to hit the deer rather than swerve into the ditch. I am thankful for a wonderful family who always loves and supports me. I am thankful for in-laws who are amazing. And last (and also least) I am thankful for a car that still works!
Maybe she was wearing sunglasses...I don't know. But thankfully the only damage done (besides a very dead deer) was a couple of broken lights and a small dent.So again, I am giving thanks. I am thankful to be alive and healthy. I am thankful for a loving husband who decided to hit the deer rather than swerve into the ditch. I am thankful for a wonderful family who always loves and supports me. I am thankful for in-laws who are amazing. And last (and also least) I am thankful for a car that still works!
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