JBot Mania

Some might say that I bought a house. In literal terms, yes, I bought a house. In figurative, and we’ll say “relevant”, terms what I bought was an activity, a hobby, a consuming task. And I PAID for this. That is the kick in the sack for me.

It’s definitely getting a little out of control. If I am at home but not doing work on my house, I’m feeling guilty that I am home and not doing it. If I am not home, I am thinking about what I need to do. Thankfully, painting is fairly rewarding because it’s fairly instant gratification. Well, a little less instant when you have to prime, but still, a visual accomplishment.

It’s a good day to be busy, though. I came up with a mantra a couple of months ago. It goes basically like this, “Eat, eat, eat. Go, go, go.” It serves two great purposes. It reminds me to eat AND it reminds me to keep moving and basically, never stop. If I stop, who knows what will happen. Stopping involves a little too much quiet sometimes. A little too much repetitive thought. Quiet and thinking have their place, but not all of the time. Push on, as they say. So, when I get up tomorrow at 7:00am to go to work as a lackey at the garage, I’ll be saying “Eat, eat, eat. Go, go, go.” If I’m not eating, I better be moving and if I’m not moving, I better be eating.

Tomorrow there will also be painting in the future bedroom. I’ll get some before-and-afters. I’m almost done with a portion of the kitchen, as well, which should prove quite fun to photograph and display my renovation prowess. Thirty hours a week of HGTV has to have some effect. Yeah, eat it TLC.

“Your face saving promises, whispered like prayers. I don’t need them. No, I don’t need them… They say that promises sweeten the blow but I don’t need them. No, I don’t need them.”