Stress, is the worst thing ever.
Not your healthy stress of time limited jobs, dropping your ice cream or carrying a sack of spuds… no the serious stress that stops bodily functions (or causes them), people asking the impossible of you, or that people have that much of a mess in their own ways, they feel the need to involve you and mess up your’s also!
I fill my time, as I choose.
I don’t need someone telling me what I should or should not be doing.
I plod, deceptively, at my own pace, with my own things to do. I like this. I find it relaxing and easier to accomplish things.
I work twice as fast if I don’t have a time limit, getting round to it mode.
I noticed in covid lockdown, just how valuable time really is.
People bombing around all over the place, like the proverbial headless chicken, not one iota of what they were actually doing.
I took the clan for a tea out in one of the many seaside resorts we have nearby to us.
It was fun just watching the faces of the people, simply running around without a care in the world. I bet they have though, in real life.