If I’m not in a rush in the morning, I like to laze a little while and read. I am trying to wean myself off picking up the iPad or phone and going straight to the news or my emails, or even X or TikTok. I just want to relax in my own little universe of books or magazines. But eventually, it’s time to get up.
Breakfast is usually cereals, but I had managed to run out, and it is my own fault that I hadn’t picked any up from the shops yesterday. So, it was toast, Marmite and a cup of tea. Even the jam had gone off, so it was straight in the bin.
Elayne’s plan for the day was to potter in the garden. Not really my scene, so I retired to the office.
I am quite ashamed of my office; it has an inherent untidiness, so much so that I am definitely not going to share a photo of it with you.
I’m trying to work out what the root cause is. I think there are three.
I have too many books for the space I have to store them.
I have too many bits and pieces, most of which are borderline rubbish, lying around, and nowhere to store them
And the third? Well, I did have it at the beginning of the paragraph, but the thought took fright at being exposed and has flown off somewhere.
Oh, and the shredding, I haven’t managed that well recently, so there is a fair amount waiting to be done.
The books kind of fall into different categories, those that I am actively using as reference sources for a minor project I have going for the u3a, books like my stargazing books, which get looked at several times a month to remind me what is going on. Reference books, that I’d really like to read and will get round to, and a similar category, but if I am honest with myself, the prospect of reading them is remote to the point of being highly unlikely.
It’s that last category that I need to be harsh with, and accept that they have to go, but some of them are birthday or Christmas presents, which just adds to the agony of indecision.
The bits and pieces kind of fall into the category of “wouldn’t it be nice to have” or, once acquired, become “Well, I’m not using it now, but it might be useful in the future, and for that reason I’m kind of reluctant to get rid of it.
The third reason hasn’t come back; it was definitely there, but it’s let me down.
The shredding, then, I have a tub. Things for shredding just get dropped into it, and then every so often, I have a splurge. I think it would be reasonable to ask, if I have something to shred, why don’t I just do it, and avoid the pile up? I can’t really answer that. Sometimes, I just feel too busy, or I can’t be bothered. I had a bit of a shredding session today, and I must say I find it quite cathartic.
Beyond that I’m spending too much time on the computer, but I do enjoy it.
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