Confession: I Did It Again
Procrastination, Housework, and the Feline Factor
Hello there, friend! It’s me, Tesie, ready to pull back the curtain on the two biggest challenges in my life: my chronic procrastination habit and my cats’ unwavering determination to “help” around the house. Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that ignoring deadlines while wrestling with laundry-stealing felines should probably be an Olympic sport. Let’s dig in!
This Week’s Medium Article: The Procrastination Cycle
I recently wrote an article titled “The Procrastination Cycle: Ignoring the Deadline Until It Becomes an Emergency.” Here’s a quick glimpse:
At this moment, I should be calmly sipping tea, reviewing my neatly polished article, feeling like a responsible, well-adjusted adult. Instead, I am frantically hammering at my keyboard like a cryptid that just discovered technology. My tea? Cold. My hair? A tragic display of regret. My cat? Watching me from across the room, radiating judgment.
Because despite knowing this deadline was creeping toward me like a slow-moving horror villain, I did what I always do:
✔ Ignored it.
✔ Assumed Future Me would handle it.
✔ Found 73 completely unnecessary distractions instead of writing.And now? I’m speed-typing like my laptop is on fire, my tea is cold, and my life choices have led me directly into this disaster of my own making…
(For the full story—complete with a hair-raising tale of how I ended up reorganizing my spice cabinet instead of writing—check it out here!)
Now Tell Me: What’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever done to avoid a deadline? I’d love to hear your own chaotic confessions. Seriously, come make me feel better about my life choices.
My Cats’ “Help” with Housework: The Unofficial Cleaning Crew
Now that you’ve witnessed my procrastination meltdown, let’s talk about how Petey and Nelly add to the fun when I finally do get around to tackling those dreaded chores. Because, clearly, I don’t make enough trouble for myself—I’ve got two mischievous felines who think housework is one big carnival game.
Step One: The Laundry Laundromat… for Cats
I begin every laundry day by sorting clothes. Enter Petey, who sees the open hamper as his personal pirate ship. Goodbye, neatly separated whites and darks—hello, sock chase scene across the living room.
Socks on the Run: Petey bats a random sock around like it’s a prized mouse. Will I ever find it again? Hard to say.
Nelly’s Folding Critique: The moment I stack freshly folded shirts, Nelly perches on top as if to declare, “This is acceptable— but only because I’m here to improve your technique.”
Step Two: Dishes Turned Cat TV
If there’s one chore I truly despise, it’s washing dishes. But Nelly finds the process hypnotic. She hops onto the counter (ignoring my feeble “get down!” pleas) and watches the water swirl like she’s binge-watching her favorite show.
Suds Spectacle: She pokes at the bubbles, often flinging them onto the kitchen floor—or me.
Sneaky Taste Test: Sometimes she’ll dip a paw in, then recoil like it’s the greatest betrayal in feline history.
Step Three: The Vacuum Vendetta
You’d think the monstrous roar of the vacuum would send them both scurrying. Petey, however, is a daredevil: he stands in front of it like a cowboy in an old Western showdown.
Taunting the Beast: He’ll stare it down until the very last second.
The Great Escape: And then he’s off like a rocket, leaving a fresh trail of fur in his wake—ironic, given the vacuum’s entire purpose.
The Unexpected Joy in Tedious Tasks
Here’s the thing: chores are chores. They can be dull, repetitive, and easy to delay (trust me, I know). But Petey and Nelly constantly remind me that even the most mundane activities can spark a little laughter.
A Dash of Whimsy: Suddenly, laundry isn’t just folding—it’s a game of “catch the runaway sock.”
A Shift in Perspective: We can dread the to-do list, or we can roll with the cat-fueled chaos and find a smile somewhere in the mess.
Pause & Reflect
So, dear reader, let me ask: Where could you add a dash of fun—or even silliness—to your daily grind? Perhaps it’s creating a mini-challenge out of your next load of laundry, or turning on your favorite jams while washing dishes. If my cats can keep me entertained amidst chores, maybe we can all find a slice of joy in the most unexpected places.
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Until Next Time…
Thank you for joining me on this wild ride of cat-housework collisions and my never-ending battle with deadlines. Life may get messy—literally and figuratively—but there’s always room for humor, connection, and a tiny bit of chaos.
Wishing you fewer undone chores, fewer missed deadlines, and a whole lot more laughter,
Tesie
P.S. Don’t forget to check out my Medium article on procrastination for more cringe-worthy tales of last-minute panic. And if you have any cat-vs.-chores stories (or procrastination horror stories) of your own, hit reply—I’m here for all of it!