That's right. I'm not afraid to admit it. I cannot bring myself to do the things I don't like to do. From cleaning (when my back pension comes in, I'm hiring a maid) to filing, I will find a million other things that are more important (read: fun) than the necessary task at hand. That is why I spent the whole day at work and I'm still staring at a pile of papers in my filing box. And it's not like I didn't do actual work all day. I really did. It's simply not the work I set out to do when I entered the building today. sigh.
Hey, tomorrow I'm going to attempt laundry and cleaning my bedroom. One of these things will not get done. I'll let you guess which one.