Supersonic weekends

It is crazy how quickly weekends whizz past us. My To-Do list is increasing by the day and it appears as though I have not enough time to do it. Okay. Yes, I do seem to miraculously have time for youtube and Netflix though. And not much time to write. Hmm. Sounds strange how time manipulates me into thinking I have enough of it to do all that and then move on to my list. But when I am done with binge watching, I end up cramming to complete chores and yet do not complete anything. Evil time - How you cheat us right in front of our eyes!

And while pondering on this, I ended up watching a video on how people who procrastinate end up working faster on the solution and are also more creative. Wow. That is enough encouragement, right? I have seen it work when it comes to my professional life. And I have also realized I am a different person at home. I have kind of known this all my life. I have been a different person at school and college and a completely different person at home. While cooking, I ensure that I clean as I go. I find that procrastination to clean does not help much. The stains sink in. The liquids solidify and become stubborn. The milk that went on to break free out of the vessel and spill on the stove and the counter starts to stink. And my favourite creatures, cockroaches, they end up having a field day. So much yumminess around. Yay. Cleaning up by the time I finish cooking also ensures that I need not return to a dirty counter for the next meal. And remember, I am lazy. I would rather finish it then and there, than wait for until after to clean up. Okay. So laziness is what drives me. Professionally, laziness makes me more efficient. Personally, it makes me complete chores faster. Wow. That's a win-win for me as well as my boss and family.

What was I talking about? Oh yea. The weekend. And know what? Another one just went by while I was typing this. If you are reading it, beware. There is a weekend coming. And it will pass you so quickly that you will not realize what just happened!

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