When I was at work, I was efficient, capable and on on top of the game. If a task needed doing, it would go on a list and get done and ticked off.
Now, because there's always tomorrow, I put things off.
Today, I made myself do something that has needed doing for the last six months. It was a chore but I did it and I felt so much better, having completed the task.
I'm going to start making lists again. That's the real me.
Depends if I have a reason. Then I will enthusiastically make a list and enjoy ticking off what is completed. Say organising an event or holiday.
Dusting, vacuuming, definitely a procrastinator.
I used to make a list, in my diary, of all the things I had to do tomorrow. It was a nightly ritual. I would tick of the day's tasks and add tomorrow's.
Now, I have a diary and often forget to look in it!
I do get mad with myself though, for putting things off. I used to do the worst jobs first, to get them out of the way. Now I leave the worst 'til last and feel a sense of dread about them looming.
Stupid, I know.