The seeds of my discontent have been sewn. It is day three of my at-home Internet black out and I'm not happy. There is only so far your iPhone can take you. Add to that the fact that my life is currently on hold untill I wrap up a mammoth work event on Friday and you get one sleepy and nonsensical Anne.
I don't know what it is about being incredibly busy, but things always seem to happen that serve only to waste your very precious time. You know, like specialist appointments.
As I chipped away at minutes of my life that I'll never get back in the dermatologist's waiting room, I thought I'd try and be clever. I thought it would be a good idea to make a list of all the bits and pieces of 'life stuff' that I needed or wanted to do. This ended up being a rather harrowing process as the list was quite long. It contained things from the simple to the complex. From laundry, to blog-redesign, to complicated sewing projects.
All this list writing did was remind me, once again, that I need to rethink some major elements of my lifestyle. And as I sit here, blogging on my freakin' iPhone, w elevated stress levels amid the filth and chaos that is my life right now I feel, well, anne-c.
Not only am I impatient for change, I have also realised that I have yet another thing to add to my to-do list: "take a lover, who will consent to be my Summer Boy".
