'Morning. Gotta get up for more biscotti. Really should make the bed first, but that's a lot of work. Food needs are immediate. Especially cookies. Otherwise you violate the I need a cookie concept, and can lose cookie gratification the rest of your life. Seriously. Think about it. You start using that "denial" thing and you're doomed to repeat it. It weasles in like discipline, under the specious argument that it's "the right thing to do." Ha! Soon you'll have no cookies and just a flattened impulse to make the bed. You'll be "stuck to the pan" of Life. No one wants that. Do you really? Except maybe neatness nazis, who will deny that happens and try to embarrass you into making the bed first. You don't see neatness nazis enjoying cookies, do you? Anytime? Not even outdoors, "because you need to eat over the table."
They'll do anything to maintain control. Wicked. This is partly the Wickedness of Mothers. But I don't think that's the only it ~ I think it's The Devil.
No chance either, of trying to brush the crumbs out, or getting the vacuum, without hearing from them. About the extra work you're having to do. They'll wait for the work moment, and pop up right then ~ right then ~ and berate you for doing what you did; even though what you really did was went out of your way to preserve cookie preciousness. You sacrificed and made extra work because of your love for cookies. A love that is returned. Isn't it. Remember that, and scream it at them ~ don't listen to their negative crap ~ take their initiative, and scream it at them, while you're running the vacuum. "COOKIES ~ LOVE ME BACK!! COOKIES, LOVE ME BACK!!! DO YOU? DO YOU??? HUH?? WELL??"
If you're effective, this will make your life more simple. I've learned a lot about life ~ about how to make things work. This one is sure-fire.
Going to get my cookie now.
See how I put off going, to take time out to post a public service type tip? Yum. I am loving and loved. Like a cookie, for you. |
