There's a heap of warm clothes fresh out of the drier that I have to fold/iron and stack in the cupboards, and right now that little heap looks like an unscalable K2.
Maybe I'll put it off until the small mound of assorted clothing starts interfering with my breathing.
You know how it is ―you keep noticing something from the corner of your eye, and slowly the little bothersome flicker assumes gargantuan proportions of exasperating frustration and then you wonder why this vexation wasn't dealt with earlier.
Eat into my time it will, whether I do it right now or later.. the point is what is it that I'd like to avoid or ignore?
usually when there's something irking at the back of my head, I like to turn a blind eye to it by plunging head long into chores that aren't all that necessary. Case in point deadlines.
When I know there's a deadline coming straight at me, staring me in the face, slowly coiling about my neck, turning into a noose, I try to ignore the situation and take up something absolutely mundane like preparing lunch or ironing clothes. (it doesn't matter that these deadlines are usually set by me)
Now that I know and can see a heap of clothes ready to be segregated into his and hers and neatly lined or hung into almirah's, I try not to broach the subject and brush it off by writing about it here.
I mean there are two bedsheets that need serious loving and ironing them is a bit much right now.
Here I am-finally getting some 'me' time, sitting at my work desk, after hours of being out and about and generally being busy since morning. Should I forsake this moment of happiness and assume my au pair duties? I'm a not a nay sayer, but to this I say no sir.
Finally a moment of peace and respite and I shall while away my time doing a whole lot of nothing.
{there's the last episode of Forbrydelsen II pending, and I need to make a good cup of coffee before that.}
Heap of clothes can wait. ironing is adjourned for the time being. For the next few hours I'm a slovenly slapdash version of me.
Psst-I know I'll probably start folding and ironing right after I've written this post.. but I'm going to put it off as long as possible. Know that I rebelled
Maybe I'll put it off until the small mound of assorted clothing starts interfering with my breathing.
You know how it is ―you keep noticing something from the corner of your eye, and slowly the little bothersome flicker assumes gargantuan proportions of exasperating frustration and then you wonder why this vexation wasn't dealt with earlier.
Eat into my time it will, whether I do it right now or later.. the point is what is it that I'd like to avoid or ignore?
usually when there's something irking at the back of my head, I like to turn a blind eye to it by plunging head long into chores that aren't all that necessary. Case in point deadlines.
When I know there's a deadline coming straight at me, staring me in the face, slowly coiling about my neck, turning into a noose, I try to ignore the situation and take up something absolutely mundane like preparing lunch or ironing clothes. (it doesn't matter that these deadlines are usually set by me)
Now that I know and can see a heap of clothes ready to be segregated into his and hers and neatly lined or hung into almirah's, I try not to broach the subject and brush it off by writing about it here.
I mean there are two bedsheets that need serious loving and ironing them is a bit much right now.
Here I am-finally getting some 'me' time, sitting at my work desk, after hours of being out and about and generally being busy since morning. Should I forsake this moment of happiness and assume my au pair duties? I'm a not a nay sayer, but to this I say no sir.
Finally a moment of peace and respite and I shall while away my time doing a whole lot of nothing.
{there's the last episode of Forbrydelsen II pending, and I need to make a good cup of coffee before that.}
Heap of clothes can wait. ironing is adjourned for the time being. For the next few hours I'm a slovenly slapdash version of me.
Psst-I know I'll probably start folding and ironing right after I've written this post.. but I'm going to put it off as long as possible. Know that I rebelled
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