Procrastination

Last week I made a necklace with turquoise stones for a lady who turned 40, you probably remember. It worked like that: I needed a gift, got my tools together, looked for the right beads and material, got to work and - done in a matter of hours! Easy!
Today, however, I -f-i-n-a-l-l-y, yes, I hear you, Ana!- fixed this other turquoise necklace. You see, I made this particular necklace probably a year or two ago for one of my best friends, and when the clasp got broken a few months later she asked me to fix it... Reluctantly I must admit that the poor necklace has gone from one shelf to another, from one excuse to another until today, when my good friend asked me about the status of her turquoise necklace... Oh, the guilt! So I got working and managed to re-make it and fix the clasp. Proud of myself? Well, I could be, I did fix it, eventually! but I feel so ashamed of my procrastination... :-)