Procrastination

[Note: This picture has absolutely nothing to do with tonight's blog, although I'm sure I could center my rambling's on the pair of socks that I completed last spring. They were the first pair of what I hope will be many more to come. See, I told you I could write about my sock and I could go on, but I'll spare you. Anyway, the sock's making an appearance because I felt like having a picture to accompany the blog. However, I didn't have an appropriate picture and decided to take the opportunity to show off my sock. Sorry, back to the blog.]

So when I first switched to blogging on Blogger after a few years with Xanga (and a few good months of regular blogging), I noticed that I was having a difficult time blogging regularly. My blogging was sporadic, at best. At the time, I speculated that my inconsistent blogging was due to one of two reasons:
1) I had begun to associate the computer with being at work and therefore did not want to turn on the computer at home, or
2) I had really been using blogging as a way to avoid studying during grad school and now that I had graduated, I didn't have anything to avoid so I therefore didn't blog.
Well, tonight I discovered the answer to that question. My sporadic blogging was due to Reason Number 2. When I was consistent with blogging, I was really just avoiding the unpleasantness of studying. I was procrastinating. And since after grad school I didn't have anything to put off, I didn't blog.

So how did I come to this conclusion? Because as I write this, I'm supposed to be writing a letter of recommendation. My evening was filled with laundry, cooking, and packing, and I'm bloody tired and would love to go to bed, especially since tomorrow's gonna be a doozy. So am I being responsible and writing the letter? No. I'm having a difficult time with it, to be honest. It's not like I don't want to recommend the person that I'm writing the letter for. It's just that I'm a little stuck right now. And what was the first thing I thought of (other than "Dear god, I'd love to go to bed.")? I thought, "I know! I'll blog!" So tonight's blog is brought to you by our dear friend and enemy, Procrastination.

Y'know, my sophomore year in high school my english teacher kept harping about the honors kids being procrasinators...what a pain...crap, it's almost midnight...

Not Phallic

Yes, the ginormous jar of pickles has returned to my house. All hail Costco! I love these pickles, they're so large and juicy and yummy. And this huge jar is actually cheaper than some of the smaller jars. Granted, some of those smaller jars are worth the price. For instance, Vlasic has some deliciously spicy pickles. However, there are also a bunch out there that my pickle critical taste buds find inferior to the yumminess of this large jar from Farman's. This jar has actually been sitting on my shelf for quite awhile. I told myself that I was not allowed to enjoy these pickles until I finished the two jars of not so scrumptious Safeway pickles that I bought when my husband suggested that my big pickle jar took up too much space in the fridge. I didn't want to buy the Safeway pickles, but for some reason I just couldn't find any other pickles when I was at Safeway that day. Anyway, so it took me awhile to finish those Safeway pickles, because they just weren't yummy enough to eat as a snack so I actually had to pair them up with a pickle friendly meal (i.e. a sandwich). It also didn't help that I was secretly purchasing the Big Papa whenever Safeway had them in stock. But yes, I finally finished the Safeway pickles and now my Farman's Home Style Kosher Dills are hanging out in my fridge until one by one they are plucked out of the jar and onto my plate. In fact, I think I'll have one right now...

And yes, I did find that the return of the big pickle jar to my fridge was exciting and important enough to blog. :)