Like An Idiot
Sunday. I appear to be hanging the framed pictures I've had sitting in a line along the baseboards of my bedroom for the last many months. Amazing how long it's taken me to do this. Amazing how little, really, is required. Amazing how many breaks I've been taking between the hanging of each picture. A break to change the bed sheets (a necessary task). A break to find the hammer I finally found hidden behind a lens case under the desk. See how little it takes to have an amazing Sunday?
Are you unravelling or are you just feeling crappy?
I may be unravelling, but I'm not having a crappy day. I sometimes have a crappy driving home from work interlude which mysteriously dissolves when I arrive. I sometimes have a crabby get up in the morning and go to work day misfire, but nothing too severe. We don't want to be too severe now that we're older and know better. Pretend to know better. Pretend to know what is meant by “know better”.
OK, then. We're unravelling.
Ah, now what do we mean by unravelling? So many good options. Still, hanging pictures gets a smiling nod, even in the outlying photography territories where I reside, although saying that finding yourself doing it at all is “amazing” probably plays to dead ears. (This isn't true: I suspect framing and hanging pictures sucks even in the best of studios.) These breaks have resulted in pulling the bed away from the wall and vacuuming up the dust (My, my. So much dust.), have resulted in some rearrangement of the junk sitting on top of my desk and the chasing down and stacking of old magazines on the kitchen counter to be taken down later to the recycle bin. These are all good. Things I have on my list to do more often when I retire. Between naps when I retire. Between sessions here on the journal jabbering like an idiot (when I retire).
Later. A walk down the way to my usual cafe to take in a few minutes of their Sunday afternoon jazz session, a cup of coffee and a pecan something or other. A sticky pecan something or other. Not a long walk, but a walk none the less. I need more of them as I'm pooped, sitting here thinking of hanging another picture. I wonder how many I'll actually get done?