Papers and file boxes laying everywhere, feeling a little bit like the absent-minded professor for brief periods of time…

Computer screen numbing my eyeballs while I ‘chase rabbits’ at times, cutting and pasting and re-creating, clickety-clack, clickety-clack…

Necessary distractions to stay sane in the middle of my exhaustive word searches and tedious re-writes: late morning exercise, check the mail at 2:30, indulge in a self-made latte at 3 p.m. (yesterday was a mocha-lite, today an eggnog-lite ), throw in a load of laundry, organize a drawer…and when I can’t bear to read the words on the screen for one more minute, I walk to the sink, get a glass of water and look at my beautiful flowers.Hubby surprised me with them last week on a particularly difficult day, when I had been especially petulant (bad-tempered, cross, irritable, snappish, touchy, testy, disgruntled and cranky – aren’t words just so perfectly expressive?!) just before he left the house on errands.

He walked in the door later that day and handed me grace in a vase! I think that’s why they’re especially dear to my heart. I water them daily.

Anyhoo…back to my wearisome task…and I’m loving almost every minute of it!