Last night I made Banana Bread.
I am constantly distracted by trying to find a better way to do something. Why take out the trash when I can design a mechanical arm to catapult it down to the road every Monday, Wednesday and Friday? Why vacuum my apartment when I can genetically engineer an anteater to eat dirt and dust instead? Why water the plants when I can put mini sprinklers in each of them and run tubes throughout the apartment and put them on a timer?
The problem is that in the meantime, the trash takes over the kitchen, the dust mites kick me out of my own home, and all the plants die. At work I have a project that seems to never end because, instead of just doing it, I am trying to make it do itself.
It is a constant battle between putting in a lot of time now, or putting in a little bit of time from now until eternity.
The truly damned is the lazy man who thinks before he works.