Que Sera Sera November 24, 2006
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Of the list of items we wanted to have done for tomorrow’s bbq Mark has completed about half of his (8 out of 16 or so), while I have yet to complete 2 of my 3. What can I say? Mark is wonderful and I am irredeemably slack.
My attitude to the list is rapidly morphing from anxiety to fatalism and that’s probably a good thing. The house will either be clean by the time people arrive tomorrow, or it won’t. Worry won’t make it clean. Cleaning would make it clean, but that requires effort that I’m not sure I’ll muster.
Every time I have one of these moments I am reminded that if I did a little bit regularly, a la Flylady, I would be saved the anxiety and could just be sanguine about it all. One day the lesson will stick.
actually the house already looks pretty clean. Most of what remains on the lists is pretty small and we’ll be just fine.