If I only had the time …..
For years that had been my mantra. All these obligations, business deadlines, personal matters, family issues. I mean, not a minute to spare, I kept lying to myself.
And then lucky me: a virus that keeps me in one place, home/office, for almost a year. So, what do I do?
My schedule … all day long almost nothing. Which takes planning because the rest of my hours are spent screaming at politicians, washing my mouth out with chocolate because chocolate doesn’t ask questions. Chocolate understands my obscenities.
The rest of the time is spent looking for stuff. That’s a full life now.
I have a place for everything, but where that place happens to be I sure don’t know — nobody knows. Not even Siri, my personal assistant who sometimes does not understand English but knows enough to scream at me when I curse. I regret giving her my car keys.
I’ve done Google searches for my documents, only to be…