Ponderations
The weather’s turned cold; just for the weekend, as going to warm of during the week, but winter has sent through its early calling card. The leaves on the trees are turning, some admittedly more resistant than others.
The cats like the colder weather, as they enjoy the fires in the evening, warming their bellies.
For lots of reasons, I’ve been thinking about the passage of time, the eddies and rapids in the river as it flows. Part of this, I’m aware, is my current fascination with my lists and how I’m working through them.
Part of it comes from sitting in the lounge or walking down the hallway upstairs, looking at all the books I’ve not yet read, and oh how do we make the time to do all that reading, particularly since glossy enticing books keep coming into the world.
At the beginning of the year, I set myself a reading project, but I’ve not yet started it and where has the year gone.
Thinking about it, reflecting as the sun sinks low in the sky, a significant piece arises in the accumulation of things. Work begets more work, as I develop expertise at dealing with complicated things, I remain on the list of people who get asked to deal with complicated things., and complicated things take time and attention.
I can remember an appraisal meeting with a senior colleague, many years ago now, where he told me the thing I needed to learn is how to say no. It’s something I’m still working on and is not something I do well.
But it’s all OK. I’ll reset my reading project, perhaps the same and perhaps something different. November is looming and I’ve never successfully NaNoWriMo-ed. The books are patient on their shelves, at least at the moment. And I’ll work on making my lists more reasonable for the days, because some days are by their nature busier than others.
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