Well, here it is, STILL Sunday, and I haven't accomplished all the stuff I had hoped to this weekend. Part of it, of course, is recuperating from the family holiday gathering, which, as little as are my duties and even participation is these days, still takes it out of me a wee bit too much in this brutal heat. I wanted to do stuff, creative stuff today, and barely had the gumption to achieve 'in real life' goals. I contrast 'in real life' to 'real life' goals, where my inner life is fed and exercised, where I feel a true sense of satisfaction.
The first thing facing me was the need to clean and reorganize the kitchen closet, much disrupted from digging the Ancestors out yesterday. This was closely followed by hustling the grocery delivery in (which is still quite a lug, even with the aid of brother-in-law Andy) and getting them sorted and put away. These simple efforts left me faded even so, and after some posting both here and on Power of Babel and a quick meal (pantry being replenished), I slumped off to sleep again.
Only to awake at 2:30 PM, thinking confusedly that it was the middle of the night. I was not feeling refreshed either, only dull-witted and lazy (Sloth is my besetting sin); my acedia leading me to pointless hours fribbled away on the internet to little or no point. I even napped again at one point. So here it is, a little after 10 PM, and I've still not done many simple everyday duties yet.
Which I must sign off and do. Perhaps if I get them done and out of the way I can start tomorrow anew without old business overhanging me. then I can get back to 'real life.'
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