I did everything I could think of to put off the inevitable.
I baked cookies. Since when do I ever bake for no apparent reason? Since never. Especially when I'm supposed to be on a "healthier eating for better quality of life" plan.
I finished all the games that were waiting on my phone, including "Dice with Buddies", "Scramble with friends", and "Words with friends,".
I watched an episode and a half from season two of Bones that I had already seen.
I fell asleep on the couch on purpose while watching the half episode of Bones and stayed there for at least an hour and a half.
By 7:26 p.m., I knew I could wait no longer. I had to start my very first homework assignment for grad school.
I can't figure out what has gotten in to me. Why am I so freaked out to take this first step? But, since grad school isn't free and I recently paid my tuition, I knew I would never forgive myself if I forever pretended like the assignment didn't exist. The day of reckoning would come. Consequently, I had to face the beast head on.
My first assignment was to find two scholarly research articles on music education and analyze them. I scoured the Internet for 45 minutes trying to find an article appropriate for the assignment. I am realizing that I am clearly not as adept at using the Internet as my high school students are. But finally, by 8:15 p.m., I was ready to start reading and analyzing.
By 9:30 p.m., I finished one article and couldn't bear to go on to number two just yet. Not to say it was boring; I actually thought it was very interesting and even kind of fun. Nevertheless, I had reached my "fun" capacity. So, I caught up on the games that had collected since I started my homework, read some blogs, sent some crucial texts, and wrote on my blog (as evidenced here).
It is10:00 p.m. and I think article two will need to wait until Saturday morning. I am instead going to try to knock off reading one of the four packets for my "Philosophy of Music Education" class. It will be a miracle if I make it through half of one before becoming too distracted to continue.
Whatever happened to the days where I could sit in the library for 6 hours and cram for a music history test the next day that I put off preparing for until the last second?
I am definitely out of practice procrastinating. I need to work on that.