In our house, we have an ongoing debate. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage claims I am the king of procrastination. At first, I did not quite understand what she was talking about and asked if I could get back to her on that question. She has the idea that I put things off until the last minute, then, according to her, I am in a panic to get it done. I am not saying she is right; she just might have a good point there.