An unfinished jigsaw puzzle just seems to hang over my head. I usually do them in the guest room so I don’t have to look at them everyday. In fact, I might even “forget” about it for a while, giving me some respite.
This time I opted for the dining room table, and paid for it. Every day it nagged me. Every day it harassed me. It taunted and tested me. Today, however, that taunting is over. It is done, and now there are many more important things to do. More housework, more studying, and occasionally more procrastination.