There's Fun, there's Semi-Fun, then there's Work.
I was indoctrinated at an early age by a hard-working Mum that you always had to finish your Work before you could have Fun. I've never been able to shake it off, although some mornings (like today) I grit my teeth and break Mum's rule, even though I can feel her shaking her head and tut-tutting over my shoulder. Sorry Mum, this morning I cracked under pressure. The pressure build up of seemingly never-ending Work and not a lot of Fun.
Work (for me) is all of those HaveTo things - finish my two big Xmas pressie projects, wrap up our funeral arrangements before they're actually needed, paint the bloody outdoor furniture, blah blah blah - all that HaveTo shite that have deadlines and the clock always running.
Semi-Fun is doing this blog. And selected research that I promised someone in a moment of weakness. And cafe stops in the early morning. Afternoon walks when the Spring sunshine is too good to waste. Being at the shed workbench fixing something.
But last couple of months it's been mostly the first and some of the second and none of the last. My soul starts to shrivel up when life gets like that for too long. So this morning I shut my ears to Mum and dived into some writing, first time for way too long. Felt sooooo good. But after two hours I ran out of steam so I thought to wrap up my free morning I'd opt for some Semi-Fun and waffle on here for a mo.
Hmmm ... that's all. More soon. But something a touch more interesting next time.
Cheers....
T.R.E.
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