FOWC with Fandango — Sensible
Speaking sensibly, I should be up and about doing things that need doing. I probably should be organizing the house so I can sell it and maybe move someplace sane … if there is any such place remaining in the world.
I’m not doing any of that. I’m writing blogs, reading blogs, reading the news and The New Yorker … and taking pictures of birds. Discovering that the gray-blue bird is actually a real Bluebird and the reason I didn’t recognize it is that it doesn’t look like the English Bluebird who decorated all my children’s books … and the blue tends to look gray in bright light.
I’m looking at the naked trees and wondering how many weeks before they have leaves and the doors that need replacing. The toilet that needs replacing. The dusting that needs doing. Wondering if I should call the doctor who is supposed to be setting up tests, but doesn’t seem to be doing anything and maybe I don’t care whether the tests are set up or not.
I’m not worried about the future because why bother? Will worrying about it improve it? I’ll vote. I’ll write. I’ll do the best I can. And if that’s not enough, I don’t have more to give. I’ve been doing the best I can for my whole life and while I was doing it, everything I did was getting ready to crumble into junk. And I wasn’t all that sensible then, either.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been particularly sensible. I do what I need to do to survive and then, I write something, read a book, take some pictures. Life will stagger on regardless.
So I’m through with sensible, whatever it is. I’m too old to be sensible if I knew what that meant. I think I’ll just be crazy to whatever degree I can manage it.
Maybe that is sensible. You think?
Categories: #FOWC, Daily Prompt, Fandango's One Word Challenge, Humor
Makes sense to me.
Sounds like you fo the important stuff.
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Mostly. But sometimes, I just get tired and want to let everything just hang fire.
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The more I look around here the more dust I can see. So I sit down talk myself out of cleaning it up because that is the sensible thing to do….there’s a lot to be said for sensible… 🙂
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I don’t because I can’t reach a lot of stuff and worse, it’s very fragile and if I drop it, that IT.
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I like to think it has an artistic nature to it…. 😉
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I do think so. I really really love your photos. They inspire me. I love photos of birds eating! 🙂
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I find it comforting. I may not save the planet, but at least my birds are healthy. It’s something I’ve really done.
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Oh yes and happy! They seem really happy and they give you great joy which you share so maybe you are saving your space on this planet showing us the lighter, more sweeter side of life! I love that! 🙂
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I find you are very sensible after reading that
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I’m actually not even sure WHAT sensible means anymore. I’m not planning for retirement and I’m not planning my future. I’m just getting by, one week at a time.
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Maybe your boids can sing us into a real spring.
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Let’s just go with the song: “What’s the use of worrying? It’s never worth the while. So let’s have another cup of coffee and let’s have another piece of pie.”
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That’s how my mother always sang it, too 🙂 I’ll have to settle for cookies. I’m short of pie.
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Sounds good to me.
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