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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

then we'll have some more fried ham

I used to look at people who said, "I don't have time to read magazines" and think, "Look, if you think I'm lazy just say so." I mean, who doesn't have time to read magazines? Do they expect me to believe that they're so engaged in Higher Pursuits or whatever that they literally do not have a half hour to sit down with a smut rag or two? Bull.

But then yesterday I once again glanced wistfully at my now month-old issue of Lucky and thought, "If only." It's not that I don't have time, it's just that for possibly the first time in my adult life I am sort of working on things according to their priority--within reason, obviously. I did read David Sedaris's new book, am still slogging through The Emperor of All Maladies, and have begun Angle of Repose, but I've mainly been doing much-needed maintenance on my house and yard. There hasn't been a time when I've felt like I could sit down and find out what new impractical pieces are missing from my spring/summer wardrobe. It is a weird feeling, this tiny hint of responsibility.

I won't let it go to my head, though, because yesterday afternoon Willa was supposed to go to the intermediate school to help one of my cute young women in her Child Development class, and I totally spaced it, just happily painting my chicken coop with teak oil out on the driveway. She called me last night to say that she had Willa's name tag, and I was utterly mortified. She was gracious and forgiving, but I could tell she was disappointed, and I feel terrible. It's inexcusable of me to have flaked out on her like this. I hope brownies will help.

My goal for today is to perform an exorcism on the old chicken coop to get it ready for milking. It is a health hazard. But first I have to go extract Willa from next door. I told her it was too early to go play, but sometimes she does not behave honorably.

2 comments:

Tori said...

Ha! Last night Mo showed me the new Real Simple that came in the mail and I was totally crushed because I already have at least 7 magazines to get through, without new ones coming in already. Magazines have definitely become another chore. Maybe it's time to cull the subscriptions.

Sarah said...

I'm kinda trying out the whole priority/responsibility thing, too. Which is why I haven't followed your tweets of late - and man! I'm cracking up over here. From light-up shoes, to beehives and Source Code... sometimes I feel I should pay you for being my humor relief at the end of the day. Thanks :)