I feel an obligation to write something groundbreaking for this, my 100th post. It ain't happening.
Right at this very moment, I should be toiling over the outline for my novel. There it lies, open on the table, a stack of notecards neatly placed beside it in my work area. I have hours of time today!
What am I doing? Laundry. Sweeping. Putting sheets on my bed (long overdue).
I fully intend to write today. Just not right now.
I can give myself a pat on the back for being diligent enough to write an entry in my blog, as promised, and I can welcome procrastination with open arms, like so many before me.
Happy Hump Day!