Inert

Sunday, 18 January 2009, 13:55 | Category : Uncategorized
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Today I have re-discovered the joy of not doing anything.  Now believe me, there are plenty of things I could be doing, and I’ve been moving very s-l-o-w-l-y at getting some necessities accomplished, but otherwise I am fairly inert.

Why am I sitting about like Lady Muckbucket while those piles of ‘things to do’ wave at me yelling “cooey, don’t forget about us or you’ll regret it!”?  Well.  I have a cold.  And it’s one of those colds that insists on making me feel like I’ve climbed a very large mountain wearing ballet slippers for traction; I am wiped out.

I’ve actually been sick since I got back home from the UK just before Christmas.  At that point I was feeling fairly run down due to the Christmas season with the business, the boy’s activities and trying to organise a quick trip to the UK for my Grandad’s funeral.  Never mind the trip itself and the time change adding insult to injury.  I was worn out over the holidays and have seemed to have picked up anything that’s going around.  I’m like a prostitute that way :)

And so today finds me sitting for the most part.  It’s quite a novel experience.  And I must be worn out, because I simply don’t give a toss about all of the things that need to be done yet.  They are in the back of my foggy head and I’ve just told them to bugger off for the time being.  For today at least, I am going to enjoy the self-imposed rest; I can go back to charging around and worrying tomorrow!

A.

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