As I stood in the sun on our shaggy lawn yesterday, I thought, ‘Perhaps I should mow it today instead of Sunday – after all, it is the rainy season.’
I dismissed this as an idle thought which was distracting me from other chores and decided to stick to my plan.
I awakened this morning to the soothing sound of steady winter rain.
Procrasticipitation.
The plan that cannot be adapted to changing conditions is worth as much as no plan at all. Or someother profound-sounding aphorism here….