On Thursday...

Thursday, I have decided, is the Official Day of Getting Nothing Done.  The declaration came as an acknowledgment of the facts rather than as some sort of manifesto on the desire to slack.  Somehow, by Thursday, the week spins out of control and the forces of chaos win.

Not that I don’t TRY to do things on Thursdays.  Sometimes I even succeed.  I just find it useful to consider anything accomplished on a Thursday as extra bonus points, a fluke, a victory against enormous odds.

Some weeks, Thursday falls on a different day.  That is allowed.  The point in having an Official Day of Getting Nothing Done is to make space for imperfection, for breathing, for regrouping from the inevitable ravages of the second law of thermodynamics.

One day a week, it is good to let things just be as they are, no judgment, no expectation.