…technically, I think it blows, but whatever. I seem to have more than my share of degeneration towards chaos. All three vehicles need repair, my office is a paper-laden wreck, and the roof of our house is still shingled with pollen. The rain exacerbates the situation.
I have always been fascinated with office supply stores. Even before the days of the big warehouse places, I used to love to wander through the aisles and linger over paper clips, desk sets, and file folders. I had the mistaken notion that if I just had enough office supplies, I could organize my life. Unfortunately, the stuff I bought wound up contributing to the problem. Where does one keep 1000 paper clips or 500 file folders when not needed?
It was another night hobknobbing with the cream of Greenville High Society. The Herring Chamber Ensemble had a gig at Boxwood Hall, home of the Herrings themselves. Talk about lack of entropy, I don’t think even a blade of grass was out of place. Time for Bailey’s and the hot tub…