Tomorrow has always been my favorite apparently.
Every plan I make, every big idea I come up with, they all seem to come down to waiting for Tomorrow.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will catch up on my blog.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will update my resume.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will finalize my divorce papers.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will finally do something about my car and all its issues.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will finish that sewing project that’s been “in the works” for weeks now.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will respond to the eleven billion old emails in my inbox.
When Tomorrow gets here, I will – well, you get the picture.
It’s always all about Tomorrow.
You would think that by this point I would have learned that Tomorrow never shows up for any of our appointments. That bastard Tomorrow is never there when I think he should be. He never shows up and says “Hey! Weren’t we supposed to….?”. I never see Tomorrow, no matter how many plans I make with him. He stands me up, and he doesn’t even call to apologize. Yet for some reason, I just keep making plans with Tomorrow.
Well, I hereby declare that the relationship between Tomorrow and me is over – kaput, see ya later, that’s all folks! I refuse to wait one more day – one more minute - for Tomorrow to show his lazy ass around these parts.
I’ve met someone much nicer. He is always there when I need him. He’s right there waiting every morning when I get up. He doesn’t ever forget about me, and he never – ever - stands me up. We may not always have everything planned out, and sometimes we don’t get nearly as much planned as we had hoped, but he never fails to be available whenever my eyes are open.
From here on out, it’s just gonna be me and my long-neglected, ever-faithful friend Today. It’s been far too long since Today and I got together, and we have a lot of catching up to do. So, if you need me, that’s where I will be – I’m taking Today to do all those things I kept waiting for Tomorrow to do…
Today is a much better choice. Don’t you think? 
