It is easy to accuse yourself, or someone else, of procrastination. Sometimes I feel like the world champion procrastinator, with projects and priorities that have been put off for months or years.
I mean not to pile another flaw—i.e., denial—on top of that one. Maybe I procrastinate. Simple as that. Guilty as charged.
But a complicating factor is this: Maybe my list of to-do list is impossibly long. Maybe there are too many projects and priorities to address, even in a thousand years.
If so, then inevitably, actions will be delayed. Even if you’re brilliantly diligent and attentive to certain tasks, others will slip through the cracks.
Are you then a procrastinator? Is that the root of the problem?
I’m thinking maybe not. A failure to prioritize can look very much like procrastination.