There are so many things we still need to organize in our apartment. But, instead, I'd rather crochet. Or play Candy Crush. Or snuggle my dog. Basically, anything other than doing what needs to be done.
I've always been a horrible procrastinator and I guess I'd hoped I'd grow out of it one day. Alas, this is not the case. Apparently I've procrastinated that, too.
What makes it worse is that I have the best intentions in the world. I always mean to sit down and do what needs to be done. I have every desire to start small, tackle one little thing at a time to make it more manageable; basically every trick in the book. But when push comes to shove, the boxes are still unpacked (hidden away in the closets I'd rather be able to use for clothes). Boo.