Prevarication #1

I love it.

I must do. I'm a past master. Or is that passed.

Sod it.

Let's list the things I should be doing now:
1. Sorting my tax bill.
2. Ironing shirts for tomorrow.
3. Cleaning Shoes.
4. Getting stuff sorted for people coming over on Saturday.
5. Making sure the mortgage is paid.
6. Making sure the plants are watered in for the night.
7. Catching up on the work I didn't get done today.
8. Booking appointment at Dentist.

That's just a few. Instead of any of these (all of which are causing me stress by being undone) I am randomly typing them out into a blog, the setting up of which happened 6 months ago, but the metaphorical christening of which is only just happening now.

Am I the only person who finds mindless, almost automaton-like action the best way to avoid responsibilities? Am I the only person for whom intense, muggy, sticky, heat saps will, energy and motivation faster than a pensioner finds the biscuits?

Answers on a postcard, please.