My earliest memories of my procrastination tendencies go back to when I was in the 5th grade. My Mom would ask me if I finished my homework and I would say I’d finish before I went to bed. Then I would sit in a recliner in the den, my homework on the TV tray in front of me, and watch television most of the night. Needless to say some habits are hard to break.
I decided to do some closet organizing today. While looking in the outside pocket of my suitcase, I found a stack of postcards I had written to each of my Thursday night knit girls. These cards were written last September. Let me just say that I had quite a laugh reading what I wrote.
I think I’ll deliver these on Thursday. Might be fun for everyone to read them, or maybe you would prefer getting it in the mail? Better late than never?