The end of the semester with its traditional big projects is approaching. And I am a bit of a procrastinator. So the two go together in interesting ways. But I have found that I can be rather productive in my procrastination, which I know seems like an impossibility, but I have a few examples.
Last semester I had a big paper to write. But we’d also just given a test in the class I work with. I had a whole week to grade the tests, but I graded them within a day or two. When I returned them to the professor, she commented that I’d returned them real fast. And then she laughed at me when I explained that I’d graded the tests because I wanted to procrastinate writing the paper. That procrastination was highly productive. And the paper did get done, eventually.
This semester, I had some papers I needed to grade. I was productive in my procrastinating of those as well. While procrastinating grading, I cleaned and scrubbed my whole house. After the house was clean I did sit down and grade.
I wonder what I’ll accomplish as I continue to procrastinate.

Why do people assume that single people have loads of free time on their hand, and that organizing and managing a single life is not hard, while a married life is harder to coordinate, and a married person with kids has absolutely no time whatsoever to do anything other than barely get by?
It’s Earth Day! I like Earth. No matter how many worlds they discover, this world will always hold a special place in my heart.
It’s also the day Europeans discovered Brasil, which is a spot on Earth that holds an even special-er place in my heart than the world as a whole.
I ride the bus. It saves me money on gas a bit, but definitely on parking. The bus pass was cheaper than the parking pass. It doesn’t save on time (travel time from home to school is almost twice as long), but it gives me time to read and do homework. So it’s a win-win. But it means I get to see one of the stranger sides of the public.
I’m going to admit up front that this is to help me with a class presentation. This will not be used for research of any kind, although it might give me ideas to use for future studies. Your name will not be used. I’m just looking for examples of this phenomenon that are beyond my own limited experience. You can comment here or send me an 
I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.










