What I need to do: Begin writing all the bread-and-butter thank-you notes I owe persons who came to Mom's funeral, sent memorial donations, and so forth. I even put myself on what I thought was a fairly gentle schedule: Five a day; just do five a day.
What I did tonight instead: Took an old toothbrush and scrubbed rust stains off my bathroom tile grouting.
Well...it's one way of getting me to scrub the bathroom tiles.
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I Hereby award you the Curate's Award for Procrastination in face of the Enemy....Very proud of you :-) x
do you do requests?
find your blog more than helpful...
I've heard of family slogging through that task together....is there anybody to share that with you?
Kathryn: I am not worthy...
Harbour...Sadly, I don't do requests for cleaning other people's bathrooms (let's just say you'd have to be a committedly Very Special Friend willing to reciprocate in some very special way). If you're just asking if I do requests in general, though -- if asked nicely I've been known to recite the poem at the end of the Moody Blues' "Nights in White Satin" -- you know, Breathe deep the gathering gloom..., etc., etc. And, as a previous post noted, I am happy to do my happy chicken impersonation at any time. Because it's a happy sound, and more people should hear it.
P. Softly: One of the downsides of only childhood -- and, really, despite my whingeing on my blog, there really aren't many -- is that, no, there's no one to help. But I'll get them done; the recipients are just going to have to be patient. I am absolutely cashing in my sympathy points here.
ah bugger, will have to buy a new toothbrush then....but hey, just might hold you to the chicken thing!
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