Sweet Procrastination

I’m supposed to be doing my taxes right now. There is a man named Rocco building shelves in my living room and it is distracting me from the fine print rules of itemized deductions.

Since Rocco got here he’s been making excuses for how the shelves will turn out. “You know your door frames are crooked?” Um, what NYC apartment has straight door frames? “I’ll have to tighten these corner screws by hand because the drill won’t maneuver into that space.” When I ask if that would affect the weight bearing ability of the shelf, he says; “No.” Okay then. With every step, he interrupts me to show how the air bubble in his level is even and the joints will fit together nicely. I keep telling him that I trust him to create straight shelves that are strong enough to hold all our crap. Not sure why he needs to give me the play by play.

But I have to say, the smell of fresh cut wood in the apartment brings back memories of my dad’s workshop. Dad is a talented woodworker and he taught me some basics while we built a few things together. Using an electric saw is an empowering thing. So is taking raw pieces of wood and making something useful and pretty that didn’t exist before. Wow, I probably should have taken on this shelf building project myself. Dad, if you’re reading, sorry to disappoint you.

Rocco just announced that he found a stud.

Being pregnant, I’ve removed myself from the normal stresses of the acting career. Pilot season pressure is getting to my friends. I see it. It’s tough out there. I’m not feeling it. One would think that would mean I have the time to take on other things. Like taxes and shelves. Where does the time and energy go? I have no answer. I sleep and eat and attempt to focus my pregnancy brain on activities in between. How’s this? I promise to complete one task today. It might be the task of listening to Rocco talk about knots in the wood. But I will listen like I’ve never listened before. And at some point, shelves will be finished and listening will be complete. I’ll try to get back to the taxes. No, really, I will. But first I’ll just go take a look at these support brackets...

“Procrastination isn’t the problem. It’s the solution. It’s the universe’s way of saying stop, slow down, you move too fast. ”
- Ellen DeGeneres