Sitting here wanting to say something deep and I can't because I know I have shit to do.
The universe, yep, it's a beautiful terrible place, and I really love it here, but sometimes I wish I could grab a bull horn and tell everyone in it to bite my butt.
Today I will clean the kitchen until there are no dirty dishes or trash in it.
I will remove all the trash from the house.
I will do at least 3 loads of laundry.
I will eat something other than a bagel.
I will drink something other than 4 cups of coffee.
I will change all 3 fish bowls in one day.
I will buy fresh fruit.
I could take today off if I'd done ANY of these things earlier in the week (eating better probably would help).
I'm being hypnotized by my need to process some things, and I process by writing I've found. I can't write when there's a little person around that I SHOULD be paying attention to, and I can't write when he's not around because I feel like I should be cleaning... It's all excuses I'm sure. It's all the same hog wash, day after day. I'm so lame I can't even begin to describe it. Somebody stick a fork in me, I'm done.
The universe, yep, it's a beautiful terrible place, and I really love it here, but sometimes I wish I could grab a bull horn and tell everyone in it to bite my butt.
Today I will clean the kitchen until there are no dirty dishes or trash in it.
I will remove all the trash from the house.
I will do at least 3 loads of laundry.
I will eat something other than a bagel.
I will drink something other than 4 cups of coffee.
I will change all 3 fish bowls in one day.
I will buy fresh fruit.
I could take today off if I'd done ANY of these things earlier in the week (eating better probably would help).
I'm being hypnotized by my need to process some things, and I process by writing I've found. I can't write when there's a little person around that I SHOULD be paying attention to, and I can't write when he's not around because I feel like I should be cleaning... It's all excuses I'm sure. It's all the same hog wash, day after day. I'm so lame I can't even begin to describe it. Somebody stick a fork in me, I'm done.
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Date: 2004-07-01 07:52 am (UTC)Then somehow, I feel bad for hypnotizing him with Dora the Explorer so I can change the sheets and do the laundry and put on pants. Sigh.
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Date: 2004-07-01 09:50 am (UTC)My very slight variation is: I'm feeling guilty right now for dropping her off at daycare when I'm going to be not-at-work-or-class all day today (just doing "your" exact list of chores, plus a paper that's due Wednesday but I KNOW I won't have any time OR energy for it between today and then. It's going to be a hell of a busy long weekend, and then some!)
Hopefully knowing we're not alone will somehow help with this?
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Date: 2004-07-01 09:52 am (UTC)I think the garbage should be taken out, too, and we also need to clean our tank (given that we're going away for the weekend again.)
*hugs* I know what you mean by processing through writing - it's how I process, too.
I don't know how your morning schedule goes, but would it be possible to do morning pages? (It's an Artist's Way thing - you handwrite three pages every morning. If you can do them before K gets up in the morning, it might be a way to get some writing done.
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Date: 2004-07-01 10:38 am (UTC)BTW, I dropped Artist's Way halfway through -did you pick up anything else of value from it?
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Date: 2004-07-01 11:00 am (UTC)The one thing that I did really like, although I had a hell of a time getting to do it, was making a date with myself each week.