Boredom is a vital problem for the moralist, since at least half the sins of mankind are caused by the fear of it.
-Bertrand Russell, The Conquest of Happiness
I’m stuck in a time warp! I ran out of projects before 11am today, and was finished with my mundane busy work before 11:20 when we left for Tink’s farewell luncheon (even though she quit a while ago, we waited until the end of her employee benefit period to throw a party. It doesn’t make sense to me either, plus the lunch mostly served to remind me how much I miss my work wife!). Plus I’m anxious to get out of here tonight because J. is taking me to The Marriage of Figaro tonight for an anniversary present, my favorite opera!
But as long as this day is taking to end, and believe me a small eternity passes between clock checks even though the clocks don’t seem to move much, I may wish myself back in the office quickly tomorrow when I’m attacking my future flat with all things cleansing. Fingers crossed that our landlord has fixed the leaky pipe beneath our bathroom sink and hopefully we can paint.
In the meantime, I’m literally twiddling my thumbs! I’ve read a book and a half already, am officially done with my end of wedding planning, and am sick of surfing the internet and refreshing my email page just for the purpose of deleting spam.