Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?
What nonsense to say a day is lazy.
Just because you are not doing something,someone else wants you to do doesn’t mean you are having a lazy day.
Days are full of so many things, some things we have to do,some days we spend with others doing something,some we contemplate doing something and some we sleep through because we need to.
When you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why?
Stan Laurel ,as the other comic half of the indomitable film and vaudeville stars “Oliver and Hardy” was a “successful person.He kept his enthusiasm for the thankless business of entertaining people and also maintained his long friendship with Oliver Hardy.
Being interviewed and asked about seeing his name up on lights in a theatre he said
“Looks great but kind of wasteful, but you should see the lighthouse in the graveyard at Ulverston in Lancashire where I was born. They put it up when I was a kid, a tombstone with a light on top. It was the “Eighth Wonder of the World” to me. Ever since then it’s been my ambition to have a tombstone like that.”
I ain’t no Celebrity Chef waxing lyrically over the latest ,freshest and on trend ingredients.
I do however need to live and have a kitchen.
So this morning I came down to a quite tidy selection of utensils,including a coffee cafetiere with a well soaked blend of Italian French Coffee leftover from last night.
“Still got the flavours and caffeine in it,that will do!” I thought.
I also had the angle if I use it up then I’ll be able to wash the cafetiere up and put it away until next time,without it turning into a mouldy coffee encrusted utensil needing Milton and a good scrub.
“Enough!What happened to the leftover coffee!”I hear you say” and why is this something you’ve tried for the first time?Answer!”
Well,I’d already put my tea bag in the clean mug and then sleepily I poured the cold coffee on top of it.It wasn’t until the kettle had boiled and I went to pour the hot water into the mug that I noticed the little alien teabag soaking in the coffee.At first I thought.
“Cockroach!”
But no,it was my teabag,that I had placed in the mug before coming across the cafetiere.
“Wasn’t there for very long “I thought.
And in an instant,I fished it out,put it in the food recycling and added the hot water to my leftover coffee Then added some cream.Coffee tasted fine.
Indeed it was a first!
Disclaimer-To you foodies and connoisseurs out there I offer my sincere apologies for my slovenliness,but needs must and it didn’t taste bad.
And this evening ,as well as hair follicles,red,blond,black and grey.We have a delectable choice of nasal,big toe and forearm hair.And as always ;for that special occasion,we offer a curly pubic hair from our star chef,Alexander.Oh, and I nearly forgot to mention eyebrows and eyelashes are available on the side too for a small additional charge.
Need time to think,great,can I get you some drinks?
In principle,I’m not fond of principles,however the principle thing is to be principled.
Particularly if you live in the principality of Monaco which as most of the residents are ,tax evading exiles from other countries are definitely not principled.
“Let them eat cake !”
I hear them say to those of us who stick to our principles and eat wholemeal sourdough bread.
Putting off? No.Just trying to get everything done.
If I wrote lists they would be endless.I would have discovered perpetual regeneration as repetitive tasks would have to be rewritten each day and ad-hoc tasks gestate with the waxed and wanes of modern life’s bureaucracy.
I will not succumb to worrying about what I can or cannot do.
What I do will be sufficient for me.
If it’s not sufficient for others then so be it. Perhaps it will put them off.