"I don't have time."
No big deal, right? I mean you and I, we say those words at least a dozen times every day.
Except this time I was hanging over my checkbook. And the thing I didn't have "time" for was the balancing of said checkbook. And the reason I had to make this excuse to myself was because I hadn't balanced it in . . . umm . . . a long time, and now I was faced with a very costly error for that very reason.
I would also like to hastily insert here that I am married to an accountant and have never found him to be especially compassionate when faced with the words "I don't have time" linked with the concept of balancing my checkbook . . . especially when he's faced with a costly error as a result.
My mind immediately flicked to a hobby that I especially love . . . a hobby that shall remain nameless, except to say that it begins with a "b" and rhymes with "clogging."
I always have time for that hobby.
Which does of course bring up annoying little notions like "priorities" and "responsibilities."
So . . . ::sigh:: . . . I think I shall take a little blog break.
Just long enough to get caught up on those priorities and responsibilities. Because now that I think of it, there is that week-old basket of clean laundry in my closet . . .
and the birthday card I should've sent in February . . .
and the tub of library books due last week . . .
Yeah . . . time for a bloggy break. See you after Easter!! : )