Is it still just procrastination if you put something off one day at a time forever and ever? I think there’s another word for that phenomenon. I wonder if the Boss will learn not to ask me for reports on the weekend. I don’t seem to be getting much work done on the weekend lately, and anything I put off will not get done on Monday, because that’s my new payroll day. And I hold payroll day in the highest regard.

There are some things he asked for last weekend that I didn’t get to then, and I didn’t get to during the week, and I’m still not going to get to tomorrow. I’m thinking they’re not all that important, if he hasn’t asked for them again. Either that, or he assumes I’ve done what he asked for. Maybe he thinks I already faxed him the report and he lost it. I could probably convince him of that if I had to. And I’m not above trying.

It’s a good thing I had payroll to do today, because the darkness and drizzle didn’t exactly motivate me to zip through the to-do list. Plus, the phone rang at 5:20 am (wrong number-hangup) and then again just after 8:00 am (Tim should know better by now). I’m pretty sure I dozed off at my desk more than once today, but I can always count on the phone to ring at just the right moment.

It’s like living in the middle of one of those sleep deprivation experiments. On the whole, I’d rather be part of the control group.