From JRR Tolkien: Return of the King. "But who knows what she spoke to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all her life seemed shrinking, and the walls of her bower closing in about her, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in?"
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Doing Nothing
I can do nothing better than just about anyone you want to think of; it's what I do most of the time. I can stretch laundry day out into a three or four day event. When I clean house my to do list has one room per day on it - I'm only talking about sweeping and dusting or ordinary cleaning in the bathroom and kitchen. I am trying to decide if this habit is due to sheer laziness or boredom; it's a tossup really. The fact is that I enjoy a nice clean, orderly home and I am prepared to do whatever is necessary to keep it that way, I guess I just don't want to exert too much energy at one time and wear myself out.
I believe that most of my lethargy can be attributed to winter doldrums, though I do think that there is still a lingering tiredness left over from the radiation therapy. Still, it’s a little difficult to justify doing nothing for any period of time; sooner or later you have to get up and do something or else go batty. Well, there are people who would argue that I have always been batty, no news flash there.
Over the last few years I have been active on Face Book. I enjoy seeing what friends and family are up to, though I rarely post myself. Much like here, there isn’t much that happens on a daily basis that would be worthy of a post. I do post, just not very often. I just thought I’d throw that little tid-bit in there for the fun of it, a general interest thing. With that I think I’ll call this post finished.
There is always hope.
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