Tick tock,tick tock. Even just a tick out of time or a tock that sounds a little out of shape would break this monotony. It is one of those afternoons when all my friends are doing something and i am redundant. Left alone to just sit here with my own thoughts to digest. It is a good thing really,as after renovating my house for the last 15 months i really need to teach myself how to just do nothing. I mean really do nothing....at all :-) It was something i used to take for granted,the ability to sit down and enjoy the idleness. Now i sit down and an unpainted patch of wall has me running for the filler and paint. I mean,how annoying! There i am sitting in my lovely new (used) sofa just starting to sink into the top layer of memory foam,my heart beat slowing to a life prolonging steady beat,my legs stretching out. Just as my arms lengthen upwards and my toes start to point me into a stretch i see some reason to remind me that i have no time to relax just yet.... All that good work wasted with the swish of a well worn roller brush.
The need to slow down and relax is vastly outweighed by the sense of "the sooner this is done the sooner i can have my life back" so on i trudge :-)