WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY do I always think I’ll remember which fleece is which?! And why don’t I label them better?!
It’s tax season again, or at least approaching tax season. And this is the time when I review my inventory and see what’s what and where and so on. I’m opening bags and boxes, wondering, what is this and where did it come from? I buy fleeces from the same places each year and my taste is fairly consistent, so just looking at a bag full of curly locks isn’t going to help me figure out which sheep donated it. At this moment I am avoiding my next task by writing this blog post. I need to lay everything out to determine the following:
who has been washed
who has been washed and dyed
who has been sold
who is still sitting in purgatory waiting for attention
I’m quite sure that everything in my life is related in some way to avoidance. I clean the stove top when I am avoiding something. I write a blog post when I am avoiding digging through fleeces. I check Facebook (for the 1000th time that day) when I am avoiding number things in Quickbooks. At least I got the dishes washed already! Because I was avoiding the fleeces. Maybe I’ll go clean out my car.