So I have a few hours of free afternoon time today, and I had hoped to use it productively, “hoped” being the operative word there. Two monstrous house chores have been unattended for weeks now, and because I neglected them for so long they have swollen exponentially to freakish proportions. I can’t seem to get started on either. One is the kitchen table paper pile. Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I mean by “kitchen table paper pile”. You know exactly what that means! Mail envelopes, magazines, postcards, loose slips of paper, all in unsorted stacks. I have at the moment, four stacks. Four! Oh god, it’s a horror.
The other task can be summed up in one word: closets. Noooooo!!!! I’m truly frightened to go in there, because I envision piles on the floor, hooks with nine or ten garments hanging on for dear life, winter clothes mixed in with summer clothes, a crumpled hat here, a wrinkled tunic there, half a bathing suit. Total wardrobe chaos. And I think there’s a long-lost pair of shoes buried under there somewhere. Help!! 😈
The problem is that I can’t put it off until tomorrow because I am working all day up in Tarrytown, NY. So I am without the trusty, reassuring buffer zone of procrastination. What an unnerving feeling! My procrastinator’s soul can’t handle it.
So I’d better log off immediately and try to tackle one of these chores. Otherwise I’ll dilly-dally on the Internet and waste tons of valuable time and the whole afternoon will be frittered away on nonsense. But first I’m going to water my plants. I’ll be back soon, my darling friends. Until then here’s a drawing of me by Bob Palevitz from my yesterday pose at Spring Studio. It’s charcoal and white conté crayon: