Do you ever feel as if your head is going to explode? Are you eagerly nodding your about-to-explode head in agreement? Or have you never experienced before-the-explosion feelings?
Whoa, let’s just pause for a moment shall we. Imagine if that could really happen. The moment your head felt over loaded with details / problems / stress – BANG! There flies particles of your head. It would be messy. Maybe it would be cartoon style, with jagged words spilling out into the atmosphere. Words such as MONEY! WORK! HEALTH! LOVE! And if we’re talking cartoon style, I think it would be nice to imagine a new head growing in place of the old stressed out head. A new happy head with fluffy captions such as PEACE! CALM! HAPPINESS! LOVE! (Note how that old devil called love can be a good thing and a bad thing!)
Okay, back to reality. My head hasn’t really exploded, but I do have far too many dates and things to do whirling around in that brain of mine. There’s the work stuff with all the magazines - copy dates, print dates, mailing dates, shipping dates, over lapping dates but all very important dates, and my calendar and schedules are chocker block and full of reminders.
Then there’s the fact it’s pay day today. Pay day should be a joyous occasion but alas the majority of my money will not be hanging around very long in my bank account. I need to work out minimum payments to certain debts and see how little I have to last me until next pay day. A task which always makes me feel slightly anxious.
Plus my car is making a peculiar noise and the MOT is due. I’m not a car mechanic but even I know cars should not be making peculiar noises, and driving ones car with an out of date MOT certificate is illegal. Please, please don’t let there be anything major wrong with my car as I do not have major money to pay for it, and it will have to sit on my parents drive feeling sorry for itself and I shall be car-less until I win that lottery.
Then there’s the stack of birthdays coming up. I mustn’t forget who was born on what day and who to post birthday cards to, and I mustn’t forget to buy suitable presents before I see various people.
And it seems everyone I have ever met in my entire life has telephoned me / emailed me / texted me and invited me for dinner or out for a drink. (Not that I’m moaning about this, I would be moaning if I didn’t have friends telephoning / texting / emailing.)
I am slightly exaggerating (again) by the way. It isn’t really everyone I have ever met in my entire life, but I do have many invitations and nights to arrange, and things to do, and people to see, and plans to make, and birthdays to attend to, and magazines to publish, and things to pay out for, etc, etc, etc….
If you hear a very loud bang, don’t say I didn’t warn you!
Picture of the day:
I may look like this soon. I wonder what’s in my basket?