An addendum:

"Good procrastination is avoiding errands to do real work."

As an inveterate procrastinator, I have to say that while I mostly agree with this article's premise, it suffers from oversimplification/ generalization. It doesn't apply to all errands, and the break that errands can give you from work is not always counterproductive.

Putting off little things can end in crushing defeat. Failing to do basic maintenance on one's body, one's vehicles, or other property, often will result in catastophic surprises, and usually at the last minute.

Failing to change your oil on time can result in a blown head gasket. Do you really want to have to buy a new car? When you could have spent that money on reference materials to help you with your Big Problem?

Similarly, failure to do the little maintenance things at school or work (changing backup tapes, daily paperwork, etc.) can result in blowups of a more career-threatening sort, which can impede your access to and future opportunities to work on obituary-worthy problems. Every job has those details, and you ignore them at your peril.

And how many people have great ideas while brushing their teeth or do their best thinking in the shower? Handled correctly (as habits), the mundane details don't interfere with higher purposes. Handled incorrectly, they put the higher purposes hopelessly out of reach.

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Are you there, Margaret? It's me, God.

But ignoring the writing can disrupt me as well. Sitting somewhere else besides my desk-without doing the daily writing-fills me with a kind of emptiness and regret. Even a touch of self-loathing creeps in for not forcing myself to do it. I find it hard to concentrate when I don’t write. The words, the images, and want get pressed behind this dam that’s on the verge of bursting. If I don’t write for days on end they sit there, collecting like in a septic tank where they quickly pass their prime and become nothing more than useless blobs of goo I have to clean out. Then writing becomes impossible with an empty tank.

All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
But all play and no work makes Jack a poor boy.
(If that makes any sense I think it does but I don’t know)

-Grim-

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Oh here it comes, another day, with a slightly different shade of gray...