Nothing like reverse-priority procrastination for getting things done.

I have sorted out many of the random piles of paper hidden in various parts of the room into some useful categories, and found some that I needed. I've been to see my accountant to sort out my tax, paid my taxes for the period Apr-Jun, worked out what I'll have to pay for Nov-Mar and Jul-Sep, and signed the form for the tax office. I've found the receipts I needed, done the sums, and sent off expenses claims not only for my most recent trip to Berlin but two trips that I never dealt with from nearly a year ago. I've calculated how much money I have left over, paid off my credit cards, and transferred some of the remainder into my ISA. I have sorted out my flights for my holiday in France, and mailed the relevant people to tell them what they are. I've sent various useful BiCon mails, and fixed my digital fax setup to receive an important fax from the venue. I've found the 'phone number for my dentist. I've done my daily exercises diligently, and progressed to Rung 1C. I've tidied my room, including the piles of paper hiding around my computer cupboard, emptied my bins and carried the bin-bag to the trolley bins across the road. I've hoovered. I've done my share of the washing up for a while, listening to my "Learn German" CDs, and cleaned the kitchen surfaces too. I've changed my sheets, and washed them along with some clothes, and put them away. I've washed and conditioned my hair. I've been shopping in a far-distant supermarket and carried much food in my rucksack, and put it away too. I've faced up to the To-Do list on my Palm, and prioritised the items remaining.

Now I need to write that goddamned report for my Boss that he quite reasonably wants, but that I've been hiding from and putting off like nothing else.