
Lollygagging Through LifeI'm joining Procrastinators Anonymous—can I get past step one?
Updated Tuesday, May 13, 2008, at 7:47 AM ETRead more from Slate's special issue on procrastination.
According to a top procrastination researcher, there is no gene for idling—it's a learned behavior. If so, my parents were master teachers. (At summer camp on visiting day, as the tail lights of the cars of the other parents were receding down the hill, the headlights of my parents' station wagon would be just appearing.) As their model student, I have spent a lifetime keeping people waiting, pulling all-nighters, paying late fees. I once started packing at 10 p.m. the night before I was to get on a plane for a trip early the following morning. This wouldn't sound so bad except for the fact that it was a one-way flight—I was moving from Texas to California.
So for this "Human Guinea Pig," a column in which I do things readers wish someone else would do for them (or, in this case, things they can't get around to doing themselves), my challenge was to see if online support groups or self-help books could help me to get my life on track.
It did seem ironic to start in on the project with that Swiss army knife of procrastination tools, the Internet. I began with a visit to a pair of Web sites set up a few years ago: Procrastinators Anonymous and Procrastination Support. Either they would cure me, or I could bookmark them as new places where I could waste time.
Scrolling around, I found it hard to see the benefits of interacting with other people who, like me, spend much of the day on activities like brewing tea and squeezing blackheads. People wrote of their hopes that they could buckle down and achieve goals like flossing and brushing. Other posts were cries of despair: "Of the past 27 hours of work time, I have actually worked for only a few minutes. … When my boss asks me what I have done, I don't know what I am going to say."
Procrastinators Anonymous had an announcement about its weekly phone-in meeting that came with this disclaimer: "This meeting was originally scheduled for every Wednesday, 9 a.m. ET. But people have not been showing up at this time." I called in anyway and listened to the sound of Kenny G-style sax and my own breathing for 15 minutes before giving up.
According to the small but annoyingly prolific band of scientists who study procrastination—serious research began in the 1980s—a lot of us aren't making our meetings. They say the chronic inability to get things done, what they call "trait procrastination," affects about 20 percent of the public, a number far greater than those who suffer from depression (about 10 percent) or phobias (about 9 percent).
Joseph Ferrari, a professor of psychology at DePaul University (and the expert who says there's no DNA for delay), divides us into two general behavior types: arousal procrastinators and avoidance procrastinators. Arousal procrastinators seek the excitement and pumping stress hormones of having to finish everything under duress. (I'm this type.) Avoidance procrastinators make their work the measure of their self-worth and so end up putting it off out of fear. (I'm this type, too.) I talked to Ferrari and discovered that after 20 years of studying us, his sympathy is wearing thin. "I don't understand this, why they're consistently like this. I don't like cutting the grass, but I do it."
Ferrari co-wrote Procrastination and Task Avoidance: Theory, Research, and Treatment and co-edited Counseling the Procrastinator in Academic Settings. The portrait that emerges from these books is pathological. Procrastination "merits extirpation," it is a "nasty, unattractive" part of human behavior, and its "illogicalness is its salient feature." Procrastinators are noted for their "impulsiveness," "lack of persistence," and "lack of self-control." Self-reflection "is generally not a strong point with procrastinators," and willpower "is a vital weak point" in their character. Sure, we sound like those FBI psychological portraits of serial killers or pederasts. Fortunately, our malady prevents us from carrying out any nefarious plans that we might have.
Finding no solution online and little solace from professor Ferrari, I decided to move to self-help books. I ordered three: The Procrastination Workbook by William Knaus, The Now Habit by Neil Fiore, and The Complete Idiot's Guide To Overcoming Procrastination by Michelle Tullier (which I never read because I ran out of time).
I started with the Workbook. The opening chapters present various acronyms for how to modify your behavior. I should stop doing the three Es: excesses, extensions, exonerations. Instead I should PURRRR: pause, utilize, reflect, reason, respond, revise. Knaus also provides quizzes to assess what kind of procrastinator I am. He has many categories, from cramming (I rated high) to decision-making (medium) to lateness (high). There are lists of catalysts for procrastination, from seeking diversions (high) to dodging discomfort (medium) to self-doubt (medium). By Page 37 all this self-assessment made me realize just how intractable my procrastination was, which in turn provoked such an anxiety attack that I had to put the book aside altogether.
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Notes from the Fray Editor
It's fair to say that this article attracted readers who were kind of pro-procrastination—and looking for reinforcement rather than tips what's more—and that the distinguished academic advice did not go down well: "In fact I find myself extremely angry at the thought of a scientist devoting 20 years of his or her life examining what he or she perceives to be an illogical character 'flaw,' then calling me illogical. What's the root of this 20-year obsession? Why fixate on this instead of something worthwhile?" said malarkey, along with a lot of other stuff, in this thread here (but please, malarkey, don't get Slate blocked from your computer). Texwiz, below, was eloquent on the joys of procrastination, Adrasteia wanted us to smell the mojito, and our favorite poster was grout4cake, who apart from having a terrific Frayname, gave us the description below, "procrastination is our passive-aggressiveness against a world gone mad" (perhaps more passive than aggressive?), and this upside here: "Well there is one thing I can say being a procrastinator has in its favor. Probably a lot fewer of us commit suicide than plan to." It seems almost too mundane to provide the answer offered by Lbutterfly (15-minute chunks, something called flylady, here), and too sad to mention Wilghal, who said "I cried while reading this article."
Comments from the Fray
There is a beauty in the hours idly whiled away that you will never know, Mr. Ferarri. We pay a price, in hurried deadlines and occasional missed opportunities, but we are generously paid in return with freedom of spirit, not to mention the glorious hours that we could have been trudging through the salt mines with you.
--Texwiz
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I guess my own definition of procrastination is similar to one I heard about alcoholism, if it causes you problems in your life, then it's procrastination, otherwise, it's not
--Lbutterfly
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Normal functioning like 60-40 hr work weeks, with two weeks off a year? Face it, procrastination is our passive aggressiveness against a world gone mad. Old time people had all winter off, and bunches of holidays as well. I read in anthropology that hunter gatherers had so much extra time that they that took naps off and on throughout the day. But we've got to try and look "busy" because the Puritan ethic has deemed sloth sinful. The world needs more sloth badly!
--Grout4cake
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