CHRONIC PROSCRASTINATION

Sadness and Boredom

Burcu could hardly get out of the bed where she had been lying for days. She had become very ill and had no strength left to move a finger. She didn't feel like eating or seeing anyone. It was as if someone had swept away all her desires with a vacuum cleaner. There was hardly a place to step in the room. Summer clothes were scattered on one side and winter clothes on the other. Things in the room were piling up on top of each other. She felt sick to her stomach. Intense work had tired her body, but the work she had accumulated was more tiring for her soul.

She went to the washroom to wash her hands and face. She saw the mess in the cupboard she opened to take napkins. The laundry waiting to be thrown into the machine in a corner was like a mountain. What about the dishes that had been waiting to be washed on the counter for days?

She couldn't muster the strength to start. The longer she put it off, the bigger it got, the more bored she got. She couldn't even accept guests who wanted to come to her house. “What will everyone say to me?” she kept thinking. Closets, sinks, laundry, snacks that needed to be prepared... Where was she going to start now? It grew bigger and bigger in her eyes.

Chronic Proscrastination

Why had she always postponed household chores until today? “There are two of us, of course we'll do it...” she had thought, but the math just didn't add up. The chores that were so small when she thought about them were so difficult when it came to doing them. Was it really hard or was she overestimating it? For this reason, going home after work was never convenient for her. She was always the last one to go home with some excuse, and that was to sleep... Her house, which she used as a hotel, was no longer a place to enter. Every evening, she hung out with a friend. “My work is already so busy, I shouldn't be tired at home,” she had postponed all the chores of the house.

As Burcu thought like this, the mess in her house was reflected in her mind. She couldn't make up her mind and was stressed at work. Just when she intended to start a good cleaning, she was asked for extra work at work.

And now she was too sick to get out of bed. “How am I going to solve this? Actually, it was very simple, I was going to clean up some clutter, I just put it off and it snowballed.”

Her roommate was not happy about it either. When she realized she couldn't cope, she started to tolerate it. They were living in the same house as strangers.

The Experiential Design Doctrine states: “What we postpone in this life, we grow.”

People have a tendency to despise the simple.

Sometimes small things done in the tightest of times can help someone. A small act in times of scarcity can make all one's time prosperous.

Despising the Little

But man cannot understand it. They tend to dislike the little things they do.

Today starts with “I'm just going to organize a drawer,” and then it ends with cleaning a house. It starts with “I will study only one subject today” and then the whole book is finished.

There is blessing in a little. Because from that little, much comes out.

It is not a question of the conditions being perfect. It is about what is done with the resources at hand.

Because every great change starts with the simple. “Big addictions start with what will happen from one.” A small snowball grows into an avalanche. The point is to act early, to respect the work done and not underestimate it.

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