My February 5th blog, Stuff Happens, alluded to my lack of plans for my wife’s birthday (we won’t say the number). That comment might not have accurately described the circumstances; I had plans but they were not clearly formulated in my head or even implemented.
“If it wasn’t for the last minute nothing would get done,” is a phrase I sometimes use to describe one of my sons behavior. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and appropriately it applies to me also. I have been known to procrastinate but more about that later. So my plans while slow in starting came together just-in-time.
Procrastination allows time for the pieces to fall together without rushing, and I hate rushing. Rushing causes errors. Being late would be bad, but getting the wrong gift or not having a birthday cake could be worse.
I finished on time or just-in-time and hope that I got things right. The details of today are not important. Implementation is important. Flowers, a personal gift, lunch together at our favorite Italian restaurant, and dinner with my wife’s sister and nephew. My nephew treated us to dinner. I bought a cake at the last minute.
I got it done. By my standards I think I got it done right, but wife may say that a cake for a kid pointed out the flaws of my implementation. Next year is a mile-stone birthday and I think I ought to start planning now; otherwise I’ll be in big trouble. (If the dog could take out the garbage I might be handed my walking papers). But at least I have year to procrastinate.
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