Switch
A scant few weeks ago I was on a remote beach in New Zealand dodging sand fleas and marvelling at the great big beauty of it.
Today I woke up late, scrambled to get dressed (clean underwear shortage already?!), feed miscellaneous cranky dogs, grabbed a cheque that needed to be taken to the bank (late!), found my name tag and dashed cold and crampy off to race around a restaurant for 5 hours.
I wonder how long I could keep doing the same thing before I started craving this switching nonsense?
They say birth is the great humbler because you never learn to anticipate what it thrusts your way.
I prefer to think of it as the great entertainer.
. . . . and switch.
So, I'm practicing on my holidays.
. . . . and switch.
5 Comments:
were you singing that Will Smith song in your head as you wrote this post?
perhaps more like "I am slowly going crazy"
(The existence of the song wasn't something I was aware of)
it's a catchy song, you should give it a listen sometime
I feel like I brought down the whole tone of your blog by bringing up a frivolous Will Smith song. Or like I killed it. Depends on how emotional I'm feeling at that nanosecond.
it's ok jo - I love you still
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