While most of North America has suffered snow storms, ice storms and very cold temperatures, my part of the world offers up the sort of precipitation one doesn't have to shovel. Our version of climate change this year has been to experience an unusually dry winter, but this week has been one of heavy wind and rain storms frequently blustering through. My apartment is a corner suite, with kitchen windows that face south and east, which is the direction our winter storms come from. It's like being on a ship at sea, with wind and water battering at me as though I stand at the prow. Sophie, ship's cat, sits at the window sill and smacks at the heavy drops that hit the glass. It looks like sleet at times.
I am tired today. That's not unusual, but it can still be frustrating. I went out yesterday, venturing to my two favourite local second hand book stores. I guess today is a day to recover from that adventure. I didn't remember that I was low on cream for my tea or coffee. (Yes, I know, if you are a tea drinker you are probably thinking cream-what the heck? I hardly ever use milk and drink coffee a little more frequently than I drink tea so I just buy the cream because that's what I like best in my coffee. It works fine in tea if I just add a dribble) My mother, who is the sweetest mother in all the universe, braved the storm and brought me a new carton of cream. I will be drinking love today as I drink my coffee.
This post is supposed to be about procrastination. Look how good I am at it! I have even taken this long to get to the subject. It's a rainy Sunday. The kind of day when many people allow themselves to do very little, but with my lifestyle one day is pretty much the same as the nest. Weekends don't exist for me except in so far as I need to acknowledge the schedule of others. I am always a bit behind in the things I need to do. Shoulds really do exist in the real world, no matter what the self help gurus say, and we all face shoulds such as I really should do my taxes, I really should clean the bathroom, I really should feed the cat. My big should involves some paper work I am long overdue in getting to. Today is just one in a string of days of procrastination on that one.
What, dear reader (Yes, I am going to pretend I have readers) do you procrastinate about and what do you do instead? Clearly one of my new options is to blog. Sometimes doing the dishes or the laundry or cleaning out a cupboard is just the right thing to do when paperwork beckons. When I was a teacher I would hear many of my colleagues say in only partial jest, that there homes were never so clean as at report card time. So today I will blog, drink coffee, watch the rain, toss a ball of yarn for my cat and paint a little. I have primed a large canvas and can't wait to get at it. I have hauled a couple of older pieces out of my storage cupboard because I have ideas for them.
I am telling myself that later I will make a fire and get cosy on the sofa and do my paperwork because I know it will feel good to get it done. Perhaps a little Merlot will help. If I get my paperwork done, I will treat myself to a bubble bath and time with my book. Do you have to bribe yourself to get things done? To be honest, I am not sure if I can be trusted not to cheat. I'm pretty sure I can rationalise the necessity of a bath and while I'm there, why not read?
It's time to finish this post. I am pretty sure there are some plants that need tending, and some cupboards to clean out and maybe some paperwork to do. Maybe.
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