I have a tendency to procrastinate. I’ve always had it. When faced with something I don’t quite know how to deal with, I put it off ’till the very last moment. Then I suddenly feel a surge of energy when I decide I want everything sorted and out of the way, and resolve everything in one ultra-productive flurry. Today has been that type of day: I’ve had a couple of things I needed to do hanging over me for a week or so, and today I decided to get off my arse and get them done. They weren’t that big – just a dental appointment and train tickets to arrange etc – but I wasn’t sure how to go about them. Today, however, I came up with a plan, and in a burst of energy lasting about three hours got everything done. Sometimes, it seems, procrastination works, although the gentle rhetorical kick up the arse Lyn gave me last night (”Just go and get it sorted!”) may have had an effect too.