The Rodeo

I have been asked by Kim and Jason to take part in their Adultitis Escape Plan, a 40-day plan to become more childlike (not childish)
and to reduce stress and prevent dullness, depression and [insert
another word beginning with ‘d’ here]. Of course I’m gonna do it.

Dreary-ness, that begins with ‘D’.

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The fortieth task: Congratulations on making it to the end. Your final test is to take tomorrow off. Spend today making any necessary adjustments. Do anything you want, but no work and no chores. Consider it a sick day or at least a “sick of it” day. (Remember, Adultitis is a serious affliction.)

I actually finished the forty days on (or about) the fortieth day - it’s just taken me a while to write them up. My ’sick-of-it’ day was a Saturday, so I didn’t have any formal work to do anyway (which is good), but our lawn was about three feet high. I decided that I was sick of doing the lawn, and just didn’t do it (or the dishwasher, or washing, or any other chores). I tried to get Jen not to do these things either (they could wait a day).

The only real work-type stuff I did was nappy changing. It’s a bit of work, but hey, leave that for a day, and you’ll really be having problems (plus a screaming two-year-old is not great for relaxing).

I’m currently on holidays from work (due to baby #2 Jesse being born and Jen needing some help), and our lawn needs mowing again. Sick-of-it day take 2? I’m not sure. We’ll see whether I can avoid mowing for another day.

Thanks Kim and Jason for the forty days worth of ideas. I know some of them I’ll keep doing, and some I’ll plan for again. Maybe I’ll try and do the whole forty days again in a few years. We’ll see.

RodeoClown: sick of it (where it is unspecified, boring work).

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