It's finals week. Yesterday, I completed my last on-campus obligation. All that remains of spring semester is a handful of student meetings and a pile of grading, leaving me in the weird I'm-finished-but-I'm-not space that arises every semester.
Today (on my calendar anyway) is Reading Day, Part 2. Working from home (with a husband who is also working from home), preparing for a trip to a writing conference, and just plain old being ready to be finished all add up to difficulty resisting the temptations that call to me from every room of the house. Although they, like this post I'm writing, will make lovely breaks from the required action, they can't be my focus right now.
So -- for now anyway -- I'll resist the urge to read that book, succumb to a rainy day nap, or declutter the dining room table, not because I'm disciplined but because procrastination only makes things worse.
Wish me luck.
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