Inspired procrastination

And the wrong way to make an announcement.

There is a room in my home perfect for procrastination

This is the sixth night the family has been gone.

By the time you’re reading this, they’ll have returned home.

Today was a day of inspired procrastination.

The wood in the wood room was becoming unbalanced. 

I want to make the kindling last. I have a lot of bone dry wood. I want to stretch it out into the new year so I have some really dry kindling for the dead of winter.

Instead of merely sorting things into new piles and bringing in new wood to dry, I embarked upon a wood room deep clean.

I began with a solid sweeping with a very short corn broom.

I kept finding dirt. I just kept sweeping the floor with a thirty inch long child’s corn broom.

I worked away, hunched over, like Yoda. I swept every crevice and crack. My Jedi mind trick was the power to avoid all the things I had intended to do. I found dirt so hidden even it didn’t know of its existence.

I started getting active again after doing some deep cleaning. I had to. Most of the w…