I am not kidding about this puzzle thing. I am totally addicted. I am not getting anything done.
At all. When I try, it sits there, tickling that spot in my psyche, that spot I can’t quite shut up, telling me, “Five minutes. Five minutes, that’s all I ask.” And so I do but five minutes turns into three hours and I haven’t moved and my hand is cramping from pushing imaginary pieces around a board and my neck is aching from the awkward position I’ve assumed on the couch and the dog isn’t speaking to me and the Husband is frustrated with my lack of accomplishing… well anything. This is bad. This is really bad. But I’m almost done with this one. I’ll stop after five more minutes. I promise. I just need five more minutes...
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AuthorMy name is ej. I'm a girl. I say that because with the short hair and the short initials, folks aren't always sure. More brilliant insights to who I am in About me Archives
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