Beating the Procrastination Monster

This is not something that I've ever been particularly good. I, like many others I'm sure, am prone to putting off things, that can be somewhat daunting, for 'later'. The 'later' that never really seems to arrive. Well, not for me any way. Sometimes I convince myself that I'm not actually putting off working on my future, my career, at all. In fact, what I'm actually doing is getting myself ready to really put all my effort into working on these areas. In order to really focus my mind, really put my whole heart into this task (because, obviously, it is deserving of my full effort) I really should first deal with those other niggling distractions that are impeding my ability to really give my future, my all. Never has cleaning my room ever seemed so essential as when I need to get into working on my writing. And then, of course, there is the laundry and the grocery shopping, and that DVD that I really need to return and then I see my mum cooking dinner, slaving away at the stove, and she's worked hard all day, so it would be cruel of me to so self-centredly focus on myself rather than to offer some assistance...Obviously...and then after that inital crucial task is completed, it's pretty much too late to get started because I'll only have to pack it up soon anyway and I wouldn't want to get on a good roll and then have to quite halfway through...Obviously...that wouldn't be very beneficial now would it?

They say getting started is the hardest part don't they? Well, I'm more prone to think that for me, it's the 'keeping going' part that presents the most difficulties. And given this enlightening realisation I've come to, it's probably a good idea to give myself a schedule for which all over 'important' tasks must slot in around. My future fabulous career must be my priority or like many other of my half-hearted attempts in life (several short stories and novels, as well as a well thought out plan to make it big on ebay), it too will fail. A plan to come up with a plan. Sounds like that ugly monsters rearing his head again...but I'm writing now, so that's something, I guess. An hour on the weekend should not be hard to muster and then I'll build it up from there...so long as my room stays tidy, of course. I can hardly work on that future of mine in a messy room. Obviously.