And today is one of those days. It takes forever just to get yourself to push back the blanket and maneuver oneself into position to begin that rather uninviting day. Getting up and out from that inviting looking bed is just not looking to be worth the intense effort and strength necessary to complete the task. Doing what is scheduled for the day is not at all tempting; hence, why not just plop back down again, pull up the covers and plan to sleep at least until 10!
Why is this the case? I cannot give you any kind of scientific or psychiatric explanation which will convince all. But suffice it to say that there are some damn good reasons and today looks like a day plentiful with excuses that would convince the most heard hearted soul to reach down and pull those covers back out, ready to roll once again up to your head, as you breathe a sigh of relief, close the eyes and aahhh, sleep, that luscious, state of being where one can regain strength, and then take on the day with vim and vigor. Oh, for such a day today.
But that will never happen, and I know that down to the deepest atom hideaway within my disrespected body. It craves sleep. It hates today's activities, so why not just plop down .... Nope, cannot go there again. Took too much time and energy just to gain a sitting position on the edge of the mattress. But oh, to pull myself out of bed, that ever so inviting, tempting bed which offers far more enjoyment for today than what is on the agenda.
Tilting, tilting and ...damn! The hand won and here I am, sitting up and waiting for the energy to stand, to rise and get going. Waiting, waiting, waiti .... and there it goes, the last bit of futile resistance. Time again to be an adult and face the day, that miserable day filled with ugly characters and even uglier thoughts. Why must we all be so nasty to each other, to think that the way through to a good life is to steal that good life from another and walk away with the "prize".
There has to be a better way. I know there is one. But we seem to lose track of that every single day and have to begin this struggle all over again. That in itself is discouraging. It adds to the burden of leaving that warm comfortable just right bed and tackle the day. Again. And again tomorrow. And again, the day after that. And on and on. Until we lose sight of the end of the tunnel. Then we give a sigh, a resigned one at that, gather our energies from whence they have scattered and start all over again.
One days, though, I am going to ignore the voices telling me to get up! Stop being lazybones. Here comes the hand. Oh, for the strength to resist its pull. And anyway, think on today's doings.
OH, MY LORD - THE GREATS ARE DUE HERE TODAY!!!
Whoosh!! Out of bed, in and out of a shower, grab the new bundle of toys and adorable clothes and yes!! There they are. How Could I have mistaken today for tomorrow's nasty day? Oh well, leave that for tomorrow. Now is fun time.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow - can be good days too. We just need to keep them close at hand.
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