Having made a plan for the day I awoke with energy and determination, dressed swiftly and went downstairs with high hopes.
At that point the plan failed to survive first contact with the enemy, hit the buffers and the wheels came off, as the mixed metaphors fell thick and fast, along with the cliches. The ‘enemy’ was, of course, my dear wife, who was already up to her ears in phone calls and had a list of things for me to do.
As a result I am now typing close to midnight and have only managed to tick three jobs off my list, though I have managed to do quite a few jobs that weren’t on the list.You have to wonder why I bother having Wednesdays off, as they have become just another working day for Julia during lockdown.
This is the third attempt I have made at today’s blog post as the previous two have degenerated into a whining complaint about the unfairness of life, the unfairness of wife and the perils of working from home. When we are all back at work I bet her clients, who know no boundaries, will continue to ring in the evenings and at weekends and we (along with many other people) will be worse off in terms of relaxation and work/life balance, than we were before lockdown.
This, along with masks and governmental ineptitude, seems to be one of the big stories of the day.
I have just spent the last hour wrestling with the shopping list for tomorrow. I started it in good time but stopped to eat, fell asleep in front of the TV and woke, stiff and grumpy, to find that I had two hours to shop and blog.
There is half an hour to go, so I will add a few photos from the gardens on Monday and sign off for the day. I pursued a red tailed bumble bee around the cranesbill and lilies but these two poor shots were the only decent ones.The cranesbill drooped under it’s weight and didn’t provide enough pollen to keep it, while the lilies provided pollen, but the bee was hidden deep in the flower as it collected.
Tomorrow I hope to be more positive, more productive and a much nicer person. I suspect I am only going to managed two out of the three as a major personality change is unlikely.
I feel your pain….especially about the mental stress caused by incompetent government. I say nothing about having to be a helpmeet.
I think you are wise to stay silent. I am getting earache about my comments. 🙂
I am not entirely surprised.
🙂 For a married man honesty always carries a degree of risk.
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Some days are like that, and the good is hard to see. Hope all goes better for you and Julia today, and every day. 🙂
Blueberries are coming in here now, so we are enjoying those too. Eating or own fruit always brings a smile. 🙂
Yes, 🙂 homegrown fruit is always good. We have done well with rhubarb this year and now have a few apples. Soon it will be plums.
I’m sure today will be better.
Ummm….I can’t remember the last time I didn’t whine or wasn’t productive….
Today will be better…
Hope tomorrow is better!
It is already thanks! 🙂