As you probably know if you read this blog from time to time, I am making 42 small improvements to my home (one for every year of my life) in a vain effort to rescue my chaotic life from a slow slide to homelessness, squalor and a visit from Kim and Aggie.
I managed number 6 on the list today by re-positioning the kitchen clock, so that it is centrally positioned above the door frame. I am a bit manic when it comes to symmetry of picture hanging. This seems a bit odd coming from a man who can wear one pair of jeans from December to mid-April, and who regards the “non-iron” shirt as a statement of the perfectly bleeding obvious.
The time piece is now happily central, and order in my little corner of the world is restored for now. Outside, the world may be slowly reaching boiling point, and the end of the world may well be nigh, but here, with the coffee pot filled and my clock ticking in just the right place, there is at least the illusion of order.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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