So, armed with crumpets and hot chocolate - the only breakfast possible on the second day of snowbound, school's closed, wooly socks excitement - I sit and think of all the things I ought to be doing.
The trouble is, sitting and thinking of all the things I ought to be doing makes me feel edgy and suddenly the Dr Who game becomes more attractive. Perhaps I'm caught in a fold in the space time continuum, or am I stuck in a mysterious anomaly - a 'procrastination enigma' into which all good intentions are sucked into an alternative dimension?
Oh heck, now I've run out of hot chocolate. Oh well I'll just have to make another before I write my 'to do' list.
How's your day going?
Crumpets? What a great idea! But I haven't got any. And if I trudge up to the Spar, I bet they'll have run out. But I've got veggie toad in the hole for tea. A particular favourite of mine.It'll round off a day playing in the snow very nicely. Thanks for asking.
ReplyDeletesounds good to me, but I had to head into Cambridge for a hermeneitics class, and now I am brain dead... hmm where is the hot chocolate :-)
ReplyDeleteThis snowy weather fascinates me and gives me my best excuse for procrastinating. That's on eof the joys of being retired.
ReplyDeleteGreat post. Now you mention it Micky,I can recall many a meeting when we have found ourselves overcome by a good old-fashioned 'procrastination enigma'Connexionally speaking, space-time is tricky stuff! Beam me up Scottie...
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