Call me a squanderer, a squanderer of time. I spend time recklessly, I'm a bad bad girl. But I'm going to reform. I know I've said that a thousand times, and I've ironically run out of time. Am not getting younger anymore and Time is laughing at me in the face. He says it's high time I do some wise thinking on time management.

But "where do I start?" I ask him. I don't think I'm going to make it, I insist.
What makes him think that I can achieve my goal setting this round? I've heard many people boasting that they've got on to some kind of programme, only to see them falter and fail after 2 months.
"What makes this time management special?" I asked him again.

Like an ill-bred kid, I was getting insolent, but Father Time's keeper didn't get irritated nor slighted with me. Having the patience of a saint, he said, "Child, you need to start setting smart goals. You need to plan your time properly and you need to start now."

Not one to argue with smart thinking, I checked out what he was preaching and found the time management resource portal informative and more importantly, REAL! There's even a FREE productivity start-up kit for those who need a little nudge. So, I hope my procrastination stories will be a thing of the past. I've grown a year older since yesterday, and this will be my new clothes that I'll be slipping into. I'll be a well oiled time saver and no squanderer no more!