Elderly tortoise cat perched indignantly on the tall dresser and pudgy brown and white spotted bulldog underfoot , my unfinished project made healthy progress this afternoon. It is not entirely completed but manageable and so a little less overwhelming. With a few days dedicated to more pressing matters it can be pushed aside, once again. Some other projects sit like big clunks in my way but with renewed determination they can be knocked down to size too. The secret to dealing with this is simple.
Simple hides under things that seem to pile themselves while being ignored . Simple starts to demand attention usually when things are complicated .Frustration is simple looking for another black sock. Anxiety is simple being exhausted . Simple makes things happen.
Today, simply started the clunk being whittled a little.
One response to “Another Black Sock”
I live alone with no pets so it doesn’t get too overwhelming, but there was a time not that long ago when it could.