“You need to let the little things that would ordinarily bore you suddenly thrill you.”

I'm not sure why Andy Warhol said this - I mean, in what context...

...and he looks a bit bemused himself, to be honest.

The reason I found his quote this morning was to do with yesterday. I felt really unwell with the cursed earache but had a very long to do list.

I just COULDN'T write. Well, I could use a keyboard, but it would have been plodding awful drivel that emerged on the screen.

So instead, I took on all the little tasks - those ones that so often get pushed to the bottom of the list because they seem tiny and insignificant but are nonetheless essential.

I can't honestly say they suddenly thrilled me BUT...

 My to do list is a whole lot shorter!

Changes are not predictable; but to deny them is to be an accomplice to one's own unnecessary vegetation

Gail Sheehy, American journalist and writer said this.

It made me laugh, the way it was phrased. I think I have semantic pragmatic disorder. 'One's own unnecessary vegetation' made me visualise surplus broccoli hair.

OH! She's talking about vegetating!


I have no intention of vegetating. The trouble is, we as human beings are very predictable in the way we operate. We're like robots. Press button A and you'll get result B.


For me, an example might be: 


Button A. I have a very long To Do List. 

Image by Rachel Ashe

Predictable Result B: I flap around, get in my head about how I won't be able to do it all - therefore I can't work effectively. I get it all done eventually, probably, but I'm stressed out and exhausted.


So, YES, Gail Sheehy! Be prepared to make changes. Defy the predictable!


Today, I have a VERY long To Do List but I'm going to have fun with it. 
Maybe even change it.

With thanks to Ellie Fowler

Bet you I'll get a lot more work done. Bet you I won't be as tired at the end of the day.

Slow down, you move too fast...

you've gotta make the morning last...just...

The happiest song on earth!

Today I have a very long list of Things To Do...

I was racing around like a headless chicken - inside my head I was, anyway, as I'm sitting at my desk.

Then I thought I must slow down.

Then the song came into my head.

Bliss!