I'll make sack lunches for all the young'uns, but don't expect me to check your math homework.

My answer will almost always be "No."

(Doing homework is so difficult after a decade of homework being nonexistent.) And good work on the passing all your classes! Huzzah!

i would like a sack lunch please.

Oh, you don't need to check it, I just need to avow that it's done. Ya'll aren't folks I would have any reason to lie to. And if I said no, someone would probably jump in and tell me to quit whining and read the chapter and write the response. Or whatever. And then I would (hopefully) go to the library (now that I know I can't concentrate for shit at home) and get to work.

And yes please on the packed lunch. Especially if there's a funny note inside.

Roger, copy "less desperate" -- description obtains here as well.

your sitch was school, mine is end of a contracting job and the search for the next one.

I've gotten feedback from one recruiter that we're expecting some some word early next week on 2 count 'em 2 possibilities. And another recruiter just offered me another opening to ask if I wanted to be subbed. A perm slot, no less! I do my li'l turn on the catwalk...

Oh, and...bilabial, I was once told I'd've made a good Chief (a CPO, a naval noncom) if life had worked out differently. If you want to get hectored, believe me, I can pick on you like nobody's business.

The requirements for hectoring will be only one - I admit to not having done my homework. Limits to the hectoring are: no calling me names that involve genitals or insects. Chiding is fine.

Promises that I may have myself a lambic if I do my homework are acceptable.

Promising me that I will be an utter failure if I don't turn in one assignment will not be effective. That's kind of the idea of self sabotage (if I fail because I didn't do the work that's different from failing because I sucked at the work. I don't suck at the work.)

For me, the trick was finally realizing that it was always (always!) easier to read the chapter, to write the response paper, to do whatever the task was, than to fret about it.

And to cut myself a break on the increasingly rare occasions when I just couldn't bear to do it. I call it a mental snow day.

And, hey, re-reading your last paragraph: ooooh, that strikes a chord.

Limits to the hectoring are: no calling me names that involve genitals...
posted by bilabial 25 April | 15:33

Ahem.

For me, the trick was finally realizing that it was always (always!) easier to read the chapter, to write the response paper, to do whatever the task was, than to fret about it.

Elsa, thanks for that; I've printed this out and taped it to my monitor. It's a key truth I keep misplacing, esp. over the past couple of months, when I have been vigorously, strenuously procrastinating a whole shit-pile of work.

OMG, I love the idea of a homework support group. A mean homework support group.

But mine needs to start yesterday.

Huh. OK, I'll curtail the name-calling, but I may direct you to "drop and begin" (*not* sexual) or at least do ten Hail Marys and ten laps around the gym.

OK, that is all; carry on. Go earn that lambic!

occhiblu: What's your homework status?