locked

Why is it that when you really have to do something you manage to find so many other things to do so that you can avoid doing the thing you were supposed to be doing in the first place? The important stuff always seems to get locked away somewhere under a pile of junk in a darkened corner of the mind to be dealt with later while other things like reading the paper, making yet another coffee and messing about on the internet take precedence and of course hours to carry out. I must now go away and continue pretending to be doing college work and applying for a new job...