I bought Snow Leopard OS disk when it was first released (over 2 years ago) and I am yet to install it… obviously let alone the latest OS version Lion that’s was released some 8 months ago…
I’m thinking I should probably go ahead and install it (I wanted to clean install) as I’m getting hardly any updates from Apple for my Snow Leopard anymore… and new Mountain Lion OS is supposed to be released in a few months and all.
I bought fabric to make curtains at Jo-Ann Fabric’s “Black Friday” sale during the 2008 holiday season. The fabric is cut and pinned and ready to be sewn. And has been since January 2009.
I left a car in an airport parking lot for 9 months one time back in the 80s. I finally screwed up the courage to go pick it up, telling the attendant I lost my ticket and paid one day’s full rate.
I’m 48 and still have my wisdom teeth. I’ve been waiting decades to have them all removed at once, and finally realized that I will never, ever do that. So now I plan to have the most bothersome one out this year, and another one next year.
I’ve always justified it by thinking, “what if I spend all that money and go through all that pain and then get hit by a comet? Wouldn’t I be sorry I’d prioritized a dental surgery over all the FUN I could have been having?” (This also works in regards to housekeeping, feel free to use it!)
Well, after Christmas 2010 I put my Christmas tree and decorations in a box in the corner of the living room. I was going to put it downstairs, but come November of 2011 I just thought well, it’s not worth it, so I just put it up again. Actually, it was quite handy - didn’t have to look for anything.
I got a scanner back in 08 with the full intention of scanning all of my moms pictures and storing them on dvds, flash drives, and a hard drive in order to have back ups. I got around to taking the scanner out of the box last week. Still haven’t hooked it up, much less started scanning everything.
I have a copy of The Witcher (2007) still in its original packaging that I haven’t gotten around to installing. Yes, I did buy it just after it was released. I guess something shinier happened by.
My sister and I decided to make our mother a quilt for her birthday/thank you gift for babysitting while we left town and went to Paducah for the AQS Quilt Show. We bought all the fabric, made the templates, cut out about half of the pieces and made one sample block. And never did anything again. Oh, we take it out every few years and putz around with it, divvying up the pieces and making Great Plans, but nothing progresses. The reciept for the fabric is dated 1985. It sits in a cubbyhole, next to the completed blocks for my daughter’s baby quilt which just have to be joined and quilted. My daughter turns 30 in two days. The date on the sketch I made? 1982.
And then there is a lovely, lovely old quilt that I inheirited as a finished top and put on the frame to quilt back in 1979. It’s all done, except for the binding, of which about six inches is applied. Right after I started binding it I realized I had made an mistake by trimming the quilt to size…I read an article about an easier way to bind a scalloped quilt and realized trimming it would make it more difficult (but not impossible) and I stalled.
I started reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, in the original Spanish, back in 1997. By around 2002, I was 85% finished…and I’ve put off reading that last 15% for ten years and counting.
I’m putting off painting a room in our house to use as a nursery. Right now, I’m saying I don’t want to risk exposure to the chemicals in paint while I’m pregnant. The truth is, painting the room would be work, and I don’t want to do it. I’ve been toying with the idea of waiting till the kid is old enough to have an opinion on the color of the walls in her (we know it’s a girl) room. That would buy me a few more years of procrastinating on painting the walls.
Never put off till tomorrow what you can put off till next week, I always say.
Once, in high school, I kept a library book overdue long enough to build up a $25 fine. The library was literally within a block of my school, but I couldn’t be bothered to take 10 minutes to return the book.
When I graduated from college I was pissed off that I missed the cutoff for summa cum laude by a few 1000th’s of a GPA point, so I never picked up my diploma. Fifteen years later, I was interviewing for a job at AT&T and they actually wanted to see it. I’d had one or two job interviews before that one and it never even came up. So I had to contact the registrar and see if by some miracle they still had it. It turned out that they did. In fact they had a bank of filing cabinets set aside for just this purpose.
Although initially I didn’t want the diploma, I’d always intended to pick it up eventually if only for nostalgic reasons.
I do that every year, with one clock. It’s very old and a complete pain to set. It has Westminster chimes. You have to turn the dial very slowly to the quarter hours, pause while it chimes then move on. To go back, all you can do is unplug for an hour.
I bought my husband a movie, he asked for, for his birthday. It’s still in the shrink wrap. It’s a VHS tape. I don’t think we even have a working VCR anymore.