Are you a professional procrastinator? A Pro-Pro, if you will? I am. I’ll wait until the last possible moment to complete any task. The pressure builds, the anxiety grows, and all of the creative fuel I need suddenly appears in my creative tank. I thrive on doing things at the last minute.
Or so I tell myself.
The truth is, procrastinating and completing things last minute makes me feel like I’ve just eaten a giant plate of steak nachos and chased it with a bacon milkshake. Queasy. I am notorious for being a Pro-Pro, much to the chagrin of my poor co-workers, my poor wife, and my poor anyone-I’m-in-relationship-with.
Procrastination, it turns out, is bad for relationships. Like, really bad. It takes a toll. Others depend on me to finish what is mine at a pace that allows them to finish what is theirs. It has certainly not helped grease the “friendship wheels” for me to cross the finish line just as the finish line was being rolled up. That was a mixed metaphor, I know, but that’s what happens when I procrastinate. Things are not as clear, as strong, or as impactful as they could have been if I’d disciplined myself and not procrastinated. And I want my life to be clear, strong, and impactful.
So don’t meet the deadline, beat the deadline.
Beat it by a day or a week or a month. See what happens to your status among your friends and family and co-workers. See what happens to your opportunities as new possibilities open because you’re running ahead, not behind. See especially what happens to your own soul as you free it from the crushing weight of last-minute living. Beat the deadline and say NO to being a Pro-Pro.
Now I have to get back to the four retreat talks I’ve given myself 13 days to write when I’ve actually had five months to write them.
Sorry about that, friends, family, and co-workers. (I wrote this blog for me.)



