How procrastination saved my life

I have blamed many of my misgivings on procrastination. I have shamelessly named my habit of vacillating, responsible for every failure in my life, every incomplete project. Never, ever I stopped to sit back and wonder, the one habit that made me, me could have a good side to it as well.

But, today is different. Yesterday morning, during workout, I was going through a list of the things I was feeling grateful for. I do a lot of analyzing and thinking during workouts. Mainly to keep my mind away from the workout that lets me keep going without feeling tired too early and secondly, I try to use up that hour doing stuff I rarely get time for later in the day. Anyway I digress.

Realization of the fact that I love my own company, dawned on me in my teens. It was an age when I understood that my mum (whom I have always longed to be my best friend) could never be on the same page as me in anything in life. We are so poles apart that us agreeing on one thing happens only when one of us chooses to stay quiet for the sake of peace or any other important reason.

Since I had noted this very early in my life, I have also learnt to scoot around, without hurting her, letting her have her way while doing what I like my way. Sounds confusing? It actually was for a very long time. But, in my second innings ( that is after my divorce) of living with her full time, I have somehow mastered this art.

Coming back to the main topic I was writing about. Procrastination.

Wait a second, wasn’t what I had been doing above already an example of how easily I lose focus of task at hand and then go on doing things that are satisfying but aren’t fruitful or productive in any way? Oh yes, I dilly-dally so quickly & efficiently, that my efficiency makes me wonder if someone like myself put the ‘pro’ in procrastination.

I have to come to understand that this habit of switching my worrier mind to pleasurable tasks at whim has played a key role in keeping me alive. This is exactly where I differ from my mum. You will never see her procrastinate. She is so focused in life, about all she wants that she could put to shame a magnifying lens in focusing the sun-rays to burn a piece of paper. Not the best analogy though, but you get the drift. Right?

Not being able to procrastinate, makes my mum’s worrier mind (that’s where I have inherited mine from) stay focused on things bothering her endlessly and she lets them burn her inside slowly but surely.

The outcome?

Her blood pressure levels stay at 180-200 (systolic) to 100-110 (diastolic) despite highest order medications.

Diabetes is more on the uncontrolled side (with sugar levels persistently on the higher side of the range) despite regular checks and dose monitoring of her medications.

I am in no way saying that worry is the only cause of those scary medical reports. No. It has a long list of reasons, including her dietary habits and lifestyle. But, worrying ad infinitum, not talking it out is the prime reason.

On the other hand is yours truly. I used to be a self-obsessed worrier (maybe I am quite a bit of it even today) who enjoyed the heartburn, panic and crazy palpitations worrying would give me. You know, its like a habit, where you feel uncomfortable when you are all sorted and at peace if you have been worrying like a maniac most part of your life.

But, procrastination makes me different. I can never focus on one thing & stay put at it (unless it has dire consequences). I will drift away to replaying incidents I have read about, switching on the flashback mode of my mind to recap the memories or at whim jump on my feet, head to the kitchen and try to re-invent a classic recipe and spend hours doing so.

This habit puts me at the disadvantage of forever chasing deadlines (mind you, I seldom have missed any though) but I lead a rather interesting, colorful life where creativity exists in full bloom, all seasons.

I have cursed my habit of idling a zillion times, but lately I have seen how beautifully it has kept me off my worries, indulging and pursuing hobbies ( now that I get time for it) I have always loved and lead a more content life than I otherwise would have.

I am in noway trying to advocate my habit of loafing at a time when I could be doing something more useful. However, I am being grateful for the beneficial flip side of this forever looked down upon habit. It does help our known (or unknown) creative side flourish helping the over-taxed brain relax and recharge to face life with renewed zest.

Ever since I have understood this aspect of my personality, I have come to love myself more than before. It has helped me accept my flawed side better. It has revealed to me the reason why I have always been so in love with my own company, that when life left me all on my own, it didn’t freak me out even once.

The song on my mind: Zehnaseeb ~ Hasee toh Phasee

 

 

4 thoughts on “How procrastination saved my life

  1. Shilpa Garg

    I like how you avoid confrontations. I need to learn the art of being at peace and not locking horns with some people. I have realized worrying does not take you anywhere, so it’s better to let go and relax. Easier said than done, but it’s much needed for your own sanity!

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  2. Hi Era,
    I used to silently lurk around this space for a long time but now decided to break my silence.
    I could so identify with the fact that you and your mom are poles apart. I too had realized this fact with my mom during my teens but I stayed in denial for years. I used to confront her till recently but now I am still in the process of learning to ‘scoot’ and handle situations by not hurting her and myself.

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    1. {Hugs Senora}
      Thank you for choosing to finally share your views & experiences.
      I can feel your pain. I know how much it hurts to see someone whom we love the most in this world to not be on the same page as us in life. But, we are all humans first, with our own personalities. So, things begin to get better the minute we learn to give each other space & accepting that it is meant to be so for a bigger reason.

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