Splendid things

I'm taking a breath

Before tomorrow begins

With work, and schedules and watching the clock

Many important things that simply can't wait

And I need a clone

To get it all done

So before I start to hyperventilate

In a panic attack

I'll reflect on why

I'm now in a pickle

It's not so much that I'm a chronic procrastinator

(And I am)

It's more that life can sometimes be so delicious

I get distracted

It's autumn

and we had some rain

and it's been cold

Then the sun shone

We took Charlie to baby gym

And went out to lunch

It wasn't all fun and games

Of course

I did the usual stuff

The cleaning, the washing, the ironing

There was the white ant inspection, and the gas delivery

That didn't warrant a photo

But after class yesterday

(French classes, so handy when we live thousands of kilometres from the nearest French speaking folk)

We went out to lunch... again

And I photographed

everything

For my blog

So when I begin to worry

about the relentless demands of life
And fret about how I squander the hours 

I'll think instead about the joy

Of time spent on splendid things

Thank you to the lovely ladies who are following my ramblings

I love having you here

And visiting you too