The word of the day Thursday (today I took the word of the day from the New York Times): cubicle
Definition: small area set off by walls for special use
I’m going to stretch the definition a bit…and say that I feel like I’m in a cubicle. I feel restricted being at home after living at school and doing whatever I want whenever I want. I’m not used to being on someone else’s schedule. Which leads to feeling a bit constricted. I’m sure y’all can relate to the feeling.
What really brought the constricted feeling is this morning. The second I got out of the bed, my mom started in on a list of things she needed me to do. Unload and load the dishwasher, wipe down the counter, bake cookies for the neighbor…and so on. I don’t mind helping out, but in that short conversation this morning I was brought back to high school (or really my entire childhood). Who likes chores? I don’t know why I thought that it’d be different when I was home visiting. I guess somehow I thought I would just be able to relax. Not true.
Well I guess I need to get back to cleaning, in my cubicle of life (bit of a stretch of the definition I guess, but whatever) As the Clock Ticks…
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