Organizing life makes me tired. Right now I need to be doing oh so many purposeful daily things, but I am avoiding them. So, I blog. I blog with no reason for blogging. Nothing to say really. Just sitting here considering the minor details in my corner of the universe...
Actually, truth be told, I am stuck in a fever of anticipation. But it's not hyper anticipation. It's very lethargic. Like my mind could be so busy and occupied in so many different directions that it's easier just to be still and think nothing. Do nothing. Yep. Nothing feels good. I like it.
But nothing won't last. Soon I will drag my booty up and clean the kitchen, do some laundry, pick up the living room, bathe my children, read to my children, put my children to bed, grade papers, write out birthday invitations, read some books...and hopefully all before about 10:30. That gives me 3 hours and 25 minutes.
But my lazy anticipation, I'm afraid, is here to stay for awhile. It's like hovering over the edge of a cliff with a parachute ready to jump. I know I'm going to do it, but I'm nervous. I'm hesitant. I think I'd prefer rappelling. I know. That metaphor doesn't really make sense, but it does.
So what's all the convoluted writing about? We. Are. Building. A. House.
Hey, Congratulations! How exciting. I loved your post about all the hype in the techno world. Loved it! Hope you are well!
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