Ever have one of those moments where you really really really really want to do something, and the deadline is looming, and you just know that any idea you've come up with so far just isn't going to cut it, and no matter how hard you think, no matter how hard you twist the ideas to try to bend them into some new and interesting kind of shape, no matter What. You. Do.
...you just know it isn't going to happen, and the thing you're doing right now? Right this very minute? Cleaning the toilet bowl?
Pretty much sums up your life.
And you ask yourself, all Peggy-Lee-Like, "Is that all there is?"
And you don't want to hear the answer, because you know that it's, "Yep. That's all there is. For you, anyway. Laundry. Vacuuming. Yet another dinner to make. And cleaning the toilet bowl."

Sometimes, cleaning is a good diversion from things I feel guilty about avoiding. I also like to rearrange furniture when I am procrastinating.
Posted by: zydeco fish | February 03, 2009 at 09:29 AM
Problem is, cleaning has become my occupation, not the diversion from the occupation. But I think I've reached some kind of point in my life where I'm too old and too unemployable to do anything else. It just kind of happened before I realized it, and now I'm thinking I've hit this horrible point of no return.
Posted by: katherine | February 03, 2009 at 10:25 AM