I’m trying to print and the printer is out of ink. Why does that always happen?! Ugh, I just want things to work!
And the kitchen sink is full of dirty dishes! They need to be washed. I don’t have any clean forks.
And my office desk is cluttered with paperwork, unfiled bills, and old greeting cards! I pick up a folded piece of paper, look at it, and open a filing cabinet. I find a folder and stick the paper in it. Then I lose my nerve and become distracted with the plate of half-eaten toast on my desk. I grab it, dump the old toast in the trash, and open the dishwasher but the dishes are all clean. I stick the dirty plate in the sink, on top of the mound of other dirty dishes. I really need to empty the clean dishes.
I don’t have time for this! I need to be doing other things! I look around and see things that need to be put away. And there are clean clothes in the dryer that need to be folded.
As usual, I feel overwhelmed and shudder at the thought of having to do such menial, non-intellectual tasks. I like having a clean house, but not enough to actually do the cleaning.
Such tasks take away from what I really want to be doing. Reading and writing. I have several great ideas for books and short stories, but I need time to sit down.
Right now, I want to crawl into a corner with a book and hide. From everything. From phone calls. From text messages. From bills and tax collectors. From my day job. From life.
