fitover50

It’s hard enough to do everything that needs to be done as it is. I have a pet peeve, however, when it comes to repetitive work that takes up valuable hours of my life and never seems to actually be completed. You know what I mean. Stuff like laundry, dishes, general household maintenance, taking out garbage. . . The stuff you do over and over and over again. Do it today. . . it needs done again the day after tomorrow. Do it this morning. . . it needs done again tonight.

I have this great fantasy of actually accomplishing something meaningful in my life. When I spend hours doing something that is never really done, I feel like my life is draining away right before my eyes. Yet, if I don’t spend the time necessary to complete these repetitive tasks, I am weighed down by the burden of unfinished business. And so it goes.

I guess that’s part of the answer to the questions about the meaning of life. A lot of it is simply doing the stuff that must be done.

I just wish I could have two more hours each day to accomplish the mundane tasks that must be done. Yeah, I know, men in hell want ice water.