`. . . anyone can do any amount of work, provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at that moment." -- Robert Benchley, in Chips off the Old Benchley, 1949

I’m a procrastinator.  It’s a trait I’ve been blessed with since childhood. Even in elementary school, I stayed up until the late hours of the night completing my projects. It doesn't help that I also attempt to be a perfectionist. Coupled, sometimes the two are a recipe for sleep deprivation. Things didn’t improve in high school or university either. Finally, as an adult, after many years practicing the art of procrastination, I am lucky enough to have competing interests and obligations; distracting myself from one task allows me to effectively complete others. I have managed to become a productive procrastinator. 

Procrastinating doesn’t mean I spend too much time watching netflix or reading magazines (though I wish it meant I went to the gym more).  Admittedly, I am guilty of spending too much time on facebook. When I have a blog post to write or video footage and photos to edit, one of the first things I do is clean the house. Next I catch up on email, twitter, and of course one of the best ways to procrastinate is to plan a 'get-away'. 

Returning from Cuba, the task at hand is to edit and produce my documentary. Instead I’ve started to organize a monthly Saturday salsa social Bailando Ottawa; I also just got back from a very full weekend of Nuit Blanche dancing in Montreal. But I am not complaining. I am very happy with my choices. Who says that you can’t be content, productive and procrastinate all at the same time?

So this post is for all of you productive procrastinators out there; who are making valuable contributions day-to-day in your efforts to avoid other (perhaps more) pressing commitments. The upside to procrastinating is at the art of doing it productively.

Special thanks:  This post was inspired by John Perry's article and my old roommate Mandy who shared it with me. I hope you also find comfort in reading it. While somewhat dated, I find the article encouraging and still very relevant.  Why fight to change an innate trait; why not work with what you have?


Photos from a productive weekend of procrastination in Montreal =)


My first private Kizomba class with Sinker Tete Benissan; In one word: amazing. I learned a ton and was surprised by how exhausting an hour of Kizomba could be.


Maple syrup on snow outside of Metro Mont Royal before heading to the Moka Social


Ending with Nuit Blanche activities including a 24 hour Vinyl Party and a 12 hour Kizomba Party organized by Kizomba Sem Limité.