Productivity
I had the best intentions of being productive.
After lunch, I went to the store and got food for a few days. Then I came home and read a page or two out of my book that I'm presenting on Tuesday. I then decided that my desk was too messy and it was hindering my reading ability, so I cleaned it up.
I then picked my book up and raised it to eye level for a while, then decided that my floor was just as messy, if not messier, and that I needed to pick that up too.
And then I decided that I really needed to clean my bathtub, so I emptied all the bottles out of my shower and scrubbing bubble'd it. I picked my book up and pretended to read for a moment or two as my bathroom foamed and hissed at me.
My sink was just as bad, so I gave that a good scrub down too.
Now my dust is looking at me and saying, why have you given so much attention to the shower and not to every other horizontal surface in your room? So I suspect I will dust.
And then go to Starbucks.
And maybe return something at Belk.
And then read.
Seriously.
After lunch, I went to the store and got food for a few days. Then I came home and read a page or two out of my book that I'm presenting on Tuesday. I then decided that my desk was too messy and it was hindering my reading ability, so I cleaned it up.
I then picked my book up and raised it to eye level for a while, then decided that my floor was just as messy, if not messier, and that I needed to pick that up too.
And then I decided that I really needed to clean my bathtub, so I emptied all the bottles out of my shower and scrubbing bubble'd it. I picked my book up and pretended to read for a moment or two as my bathroom foamed and hissed at me.
My sink was just as bad, so I gave that a good scrub down too.
Now my dust is looking at me and saying, why have you given so much attention to the shower and not to every other horizontal surface in your room? So I suspect I will dust.
And then go to Starbucks.
And maybe return something at Belk.
And then read.
Seriously.