Chores

Nataraja: Cosmic Dancer

As I rush to get this entry written in order to get to yet another plumber's appointment across town, I wonder at the way chores can eat up a perfectly harmonious schedule. The interplay between what must get done and what should get done is a basic life dynamic. Keeping the rhythm of positive activity for health and well being in the face of plain old reality can be a challenge. Like balancing plates on sticks. 

I am trying to learn the trick of doing the musts and shoulds simultaneously, or sometimes braided together in the day. A little of this and a little of that. Since I am a bit of a perfectionist, a personality flaw I am trying to overcome, I find multitasking particularly difficult. I am also dealing with my frustration over the gross imperfection of those whose work for me when it is the product of their poor multitasking. 

I know I will simplify eventually. The chores will get done. The rhythm of life will smooth and become more natural. My skills at multitasking will be improved for the next wave of change. I just wish I could type faster.