Procrastination

I am the QUEEN of procrastination. For some reason, I put things some things off until I'm down to the wire on getting them done. Once again, I'm faced with a short deadline. The USMC Ball is ONE WEEK from today, and I *just* bought the pattern for my dress this afternoon. Did I buy fabric? No. I'll probably get around to that Tuesday. We'll see how good a seamstress I really am, huh? The Hub swears that my work comes out better when I'm under pressure than if I take my time.

So why do some of us procrastinate? What is it in the cranial wiring that makes some of us wait until the last minute? I'm no psychiatrist, so I can't answer that question. I guess it's just another one of those mysteries of life. Oh, well.

So I'm going to be really busy this week. I just hope the pattern I picked isn't *too* intense. I've been known to get frustrated with a project and throw it in the garbage. That's where The Hub (and my mom when I was a kid) come to the rescue. They always fish it out of the garbage, lay it beside my sewing machine, and give a lot of encouragement because they know I'll come back to finish it up. Gotta love a support system like that.

Autumn events here

Well, it's been a little while since I posted, so I gave the ole blog a new look.

Autumn seems to be the time of year when life really starts to get busy (at least in my house). There's Halloween (which I've totally skipped decorating for), mine & The Hub's anniversary (9 years), and the Marine Corps Ball (which happens to be falling ON our anniversary this year). Then there's a little lull before Thanksgiving slaps us in the face, Christmas shopping and decorating rush, etc. Well, this year, there are a couple of more VERY good things.

On November 1st, The Hub gets promoted. Yay!!! AND...

December 1st, we *finally* get out of this God-forsaken town! While that means YET ANOTHER move, I'm stoked about this one. I've never been so miserable in one place in my life. I feel like the life is being slowly sucked out of my body here. I won't get all whiny and "poor me" on you.

So since we're moving again (6th time in 4 years...ugh), I'm packing boxes. I told The Hub I'll give him TWO more moves in his career, but after that I won't be the cooperative, smiling, good little Marine wife. I'm beginning to feel like a bit of a gypsy, and while I used to get bored if we were in one place too long, lately I haven't had that opportunity! I sincerely hope this upcoming move will be the last for at least 3 or 4 years. We'll see, I guess.

It has been jokingly said that the motto for a Marine wife is "Semper Gumby", meaning "Always Flexible". I'm beginning to think that the "powers that be" *really* want to see how flexible I can be without breaking. So far I feel the strain, but I'm trying my best to keep it together without cracking under the pressure.

Since it's Friday the 13th

the subject of superstitions came up today. Are you a superstitious person? Do you have little things that you do for luck? Knock on wood, throw salt over your shoulder, etc?

I am. I have lots of little "quirks", as my mother calls them. Here are a few:

*Knocking on wood to counteract something said.
*Knocking on the window of my vehicle when I see a vehicle broken down. It's for luck so that MY vehicle doesn't break down, too.
*Scratching the roof of the vehicle when driving thru an intersection and the light changes (once for yellow, twice for red) so I don't get pulled over by a cop.
*Kissing a lottery ticket when I buy it. ~Okay, this one obviously hasn't worked for me.~
*Marking three x's on the windshield if a black cat crosses the road in front of me.
*NEVER open an umbrella in the house.

Wow, looking at the list, I've discovered that most of my superstitions are vehicle/traffic related. Hmm...interesting.