I hope I'm not the only person who has mastered the art of procrastination. I can put off a dreaded chore, errand or phone call for a very long time. Eventually, however, I have to go all Nike and "Just Do It."
Today, I tackled a task that I've been avoiding for months. Last year, during a series of odd events, I had to put some refinished but not yet reupholstered furniture into a storage unit. At the time, the storage unit was two hours from my house. Since I moved into the area in June, the furniture has been nagging at me. It was ridiculous for me to be paying for storage, but I didn't have a truck, and I didn't want to borrow one, and it really was a two person job, and it was going to be really hard, and I didn't have a sensible place to put the furniture once I get it here.
Well, guess what? It wasn't that bad. It couldn't have taken more than 2 hours, and that included making room in the garage, driving to the storage unit, maneuvering it out the rabbit-warren of little cubes, down the elevator and into my uncle's truck, and driving very slowly back home. Two measly hours, plus a bunch of help from my mother, and my uncle who watched the kids. Two hours that will save me $115 when the next month's rent would be due next week.
Now onto my next job: getting it reupholstered. Do you think I can drag that out for a year as well?
