The Professor is finishing her Masters program, and also has a job as a Graduate Assistant on a Federal grant project studying the building and loan crash several decades ago. However, in general, she can be quite lazy, and procrastinates until she stresses herself out completely.
And of course, no amount of guidance from her parents has managed to change this, because duh, what the hell do parents know anyhow? But at this stage of the game, she’s nearly 22, so it isn’t our problem. That doesn’t preclude us from giving her shit about it, though; that is one of the parenting benefits that is clearly laid out int he contract. Just look – Section III, paragraph 7.
Last night, The Bear made dinner, and I called The Professor down to eat. She wanders in, unkempt, clad in the latest in Pajama Couture. Our eyes roll, our heads shake, and there may have been mention of a “lazy bum” tossed around.
The Professor’s answer to this?
“It isn’t my fault that I don’t get anything done on weekends. It’s the Republicans’ fault.”
I look at The Bear. He looks at me.
“It’s true. I make to-do lists, and I plan to get stuff done. But the Republicans…they’re always trying to prevent the Gay Agenda. See? Not my fault.”
So there’s The Professor’s reasoning. Now tell me yours. What makes you procrastinate?