... In the windmills of your mind

I nearly got taken out by some wally on a double lane roundabout the other week. I don't mind normal roundabouts.. they definitely have their uses in streamlining the traffic flow. But I really do reckon that double lane ones are a recipe for disaster. I was in the inside lane - heading straight ahead through the roundabout. This Fool in the outside lane (and with trailer), decides to turn right. In front of me. Arrrgh! *Brake hard*... *swear, curse and roll eyes....*

There's no particular reason why I'm using roundabouts as a theme today, except that when I was looking through My Pictures for inspiration, I came across these old pics I received a few years ago in one of those email fwd thingies. An analogy struck me. Far-fetched, I know, but it looks like my brain feels with approaching all the Stuff I should be doing, and particularly attacking the clean up of this house. If I came across this roundabout, I've no doubt I'd be just about paralysed with indecision... (thankfully it's in England somewhere so I'm not likely to experience it in the near future!) Unfortunately (as I continue with the analogy.. go with me on this one, at least just to humour me...) I tend to be paralysed with indecision when it comes to how to approach, and negotiate the mess that is my house... and the other bits and pieces of my life that I should be sorting out.






Those smaller circles bring to mind eddies in a river... (*and off she goes on another tangent and another whacko analogy*)... where you might get stuck going round and round, struggling to make it back into the main flow. (I have an very clear memory of doing just that in a raft once - it was both hilarious and slightly freak-outish at the same time!)

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Yup. That's my brain today. It's midday, and I haven't done anything bar start to hang out washing. It then started to rain. So I took it off again, along with the mostly dry washing I'd accidentally left out yesterday. (Oops. It probably smells of smoke from the woodfires of the wretched people around here who put the fire on to keep warm before they put a jumper on over a t-shirt... but don't start me on that particular rant right now!) And then the sun came out, while it was still raining, but now it's overcast again.

And so, with another load of washing finished as well, now I have two baskets of wet washing. It can't decide whether to rain or not, so I can't decide whether to try to hang it all out and hope. I also can't decide whether to risk the weather and just walk again. (If I do I should take my sunglasses just in case..seeing I made the sun come out yesterday.)

Or maybe I should actually do something useful and domestic, like vacuuming.

I did impress with my sorting of the washing yesterday. You can see our bedroom floor again now! AND I ironed stuff, including Marc's work shirt and the girls' school uniforms, so I didn't have to do it this morning! Woo hoo, big deal, you say. Indeed. But this, folks, for me, sadly enough, is progress.

Yes, perhaps today it is time to reacquaint myself with the vacuum cleaner, however, I guarantee I will end up frustrated because everybody in this damned house leaves STUFF lying around everywhere.... and so I will have to stop and move it, and I will feel like I am stuck within a roundabout in one of those 'eddies', struggling to get to where I am trying to go.

(Actually, right now, I'm pulled up at the sign, thinking, wtf?!! what do I do?.. how do I get through this?)

Labels: daily, introspection