"I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom." - Thomas Carlyle
I am bored. This doesn't happen to me very often but I'm afraid I am in Day 2 of boredom and I'm certain relief is right around the corner. My husband says that boredom comes from a lack of imagination and I tend to agree with that. So, I wonder where my imagination has gone?
Growing up, if I said I was bored, mom would immediately say "go clean your room". Actually, even though she has been dead for 10 years, I can hear her say it exactly this moment as if she were standing right here in this room. As I write this post, I have dishes sitting the sink, my office looks like a cyclone hit it and I have laundry waiting for me. I just can't seem to get motivated.
Yesterday, I wrote quite a few cards to friends that went out in the mail today. Writing provided some relief from this restlessness. I talked with my son on the phone for nearly an hour and was so happy for the distraction from what was otherwise kind of a lazy day. And, I can't forget to mention I met a sweet friend for lunch.
It isn't that I don't have enough to do. A set of our grand kids are coming over to visit next week and there are a few things I need to do to prepare for that. It's going to be a ton of fun having them here, especially since I'm not bothered by going off to a job. I can give them 100% attention, which is what grand kids deserve.
I don't know. I think we've been just going and going and the "down-time" is hard to sit in.
Guess I'll go do the dishes.
signed -- Eeyore