Depends on what I pop in here for.
I’m sure it’s the same with you. You work a full time job, either outside of the house or in. Or full time school. Or full time mother. Dog sitter. Whatever. You do what you have to do to buy groceries, maybe a bottle of wine now and then. Society dictates you not only sparkle at your job, but that your house is immaculate and your clothes tailored, children behaved, and your books read.
Good thing you and I aren’t following the dictates of society. You and I live by the fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants rules.
Finish the big things, like switching the laundry or turning off the stove. Oh…and make sure you have clean plates for dinner and vacuum the cat hair up at least once a week.
But who wants to do that on a beautiful Saturday afternoon? My interest wanes in anything physical (except if I’m running around with grandkids) long about mid day.
Except for writing.
Funny how we find excuses for everything we don’t like, but offer no explanation for those we enjoy?
Ack — with a wave of the hand it will be tomorrow. All your chores will be waiting for you — they won’t have gone anywhere.
But think of how great it would be to finish that painting? That poem? That crocheted sweater? Or, in my case, that novel?
I love when I read that someone has learned something, discovered something. Finished something. They sound so alive! So sparkling! So awake!
Here’s to you. And all you do. Have fun!