A Personal Dilemma

Procrastination and the Monday conundrum

Daydreamy Monday Mornings

Procrastination - the devil that stealthily creeps into my life on a Monday morning.  As if summoned by the abrupt arrival of the working week, I find myself choked by its subtle grasp.  My morning has unfolded in a series of seemingly productive activities - an invigorating hour long coastal walk with the ridgebacks, a bit of cleaning of the beach house and what feels like pouring my 100th cup of coffee.  Yet, lurking beneath this veneer of busyness is the undeniable truth that I have been meticulously avoiding the pressing tasks that await me.

It’s a paradox I’ve grappled with, the peculiar reluctance to embrace work, even when it’s something I deeply love and am passionate about.  My profession is not a burden, but rather a source of fulfilment and purpose. So, the questions gnaws at me… why does transitioning from the weekend’s leisure to the demand of the workweek feel so agonising?  How about you?  Have you managed to get to your desk with a burst of enthusiasm or are you sat like me staring at the blank screen feeling a little apprehensive about the endless ’to do’ list that awaits?

With this acknowledgement, I best not keep writing here on Substack, as I’m fully aware of the ticking clock and the tasks I must confront.  The only bonus being is that this week I’m able to work whilst sat in the beach house bay window, mesmerised by the thundering waves of the ocean.  I have panoramic sea views, which is great food for the soul, but I’m not sure if it’s going to help with my productivity levels.  Ah well, as it’s just me and the ridgebacks this week, I’ll be able to work late into the evening and allow myself to daydream with ease if I feel the need, which I know I will.

Until the next time

Take care & stay safe xxx