It's barely just 3 in the afternoon and all this while I'd been contemplating my evening tea!
What on earth.
What made today so long? Perhaps the lack of many chores?
Right!
So my autumnal/winter death cleaning is on its last legs.
I've finished the kitchen entirely.
Now all that's left is the glassware, my almirah and the study room rack.
Each one needs one dedicated day and it'll be done.
Regarding the audiobook I've reached a point where our young lion is reduced to a broken shell of his former Uber strong and beautiful self and it sort of broke my heart a bit.
I'm now trying to find ancillary justice because soon I'll be in need of another fix and I'd left that one midway as well.
Perhaps I'll put off drawing for a while, not that I was picking it up anytime soon because after 9 months of absolute absence it will take a short while to piece together my life here in its entirety.
Things are still all over, I've yet to do a bit of fixing before I start everything again.
It will begin with the workouts and go on to photography (food blog and recipes for book and their pictures) and so on..
Just thinking how much I've lost out on makes me annoyed and sad.
From one steady pace to utter chaos and complete confusion and loss of so much time.
Of course such thoughts get me down but the important thing is to look ahead and not get bogged, which is also difficult because I tend to want too much and expect the world and that isn't always possible but one still has to try.
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