This is what procrastination looks like

At school you sometimes do this thing (the name of the thing escapes me at the moment) where you write up three titles (done in a y shape) The titles are "looks like" "sounds like" and "feels like" Well this is what procrastination looks, sounds and feels like to me when I should be writing reports. (Note: I was home today because Bennett has weak lungs that suck up all my sick time, I thought I should get some report writing done) It looks like: a clean bathroom - toilet, shower, sink floor all cleaned, it also looks like a tray of cupcakes all iced and decorated with sprinkles, and 2 loads of washing cleaned, dried and folded. It sounds like the tapping of my fingers on a keyboard (only I am online and not writing reports), it sounds like bacon and scrambled eggs cooking for brunch, and a child whinging and being placated with medicine and food. It also sounds like Oprah telling me how to live my life. It feels like a warm bed until 9:30 in the morning, but also pacing up and down the stairs all day with the vacuum cleaner and mop. It feels like a warm house and a full belly all day long, but mostly it feels like there is this nagging little creature following me around all day telling me quietly at first to write reports. He gets a little louder with each passing hour - until he is almost deafening and I finally relent. I have written half a class now and he has gone back to a whisper, but he sees me writing this post and is getting ready to pounce.