The simple tasks pose as ordeals. A jacket lies astray on the living couch. It needs to be airlifted and put to its rightful place, on a coat hanger, inside the coat cabinet. The net distance between origin and destination is a mere 10 feet. But it has been three days and jacket continues to enjoy residing in the living room. Never mind the fact that you have passed by it several times.
Each night those annoying dishes rack up the sink. You constantly counter the thoughts of making food with a soap-filled cleaning sponge. Those 15 minutes of hovering over the sink shudders your brain, so you spend them watching reality TV or something of equal inconsequence.
There is mail to sort. But it isn’t a mere matter of picking up the mail and trashing the ones that don’t interest you. There is a shredding interruption. There is a sorting diversion. And pray if you do find some important mail that actually needs to be archived!! That is just recipe for more dining table decoration.
A certain amount of wincing occurs when laundry baskets are picked up. Not because their weight is of any bearing, but rather the fact that you know that is ironing that follows. Trousers with complicated pleats and shirts with collars pose a constant source of bickering.
Inertia against chores is at best manageable. Eventually, on a Sunday evening you find yourself with freshly laundered, ironed work pants and an empty clean kitchen sink. Even the living room seems live-able. And that’s when stage two deploys. You tackle with the inertia of changing your life around. Your five year plans now have the mass of a modern locomotive. Your annual resolutions resemble a large planet’s spin.
It is collection of loser physics. For all that wandering, your resultant distance is still pretty much zero. Words like acceleration and impulse seem implausible. The radius of gyration is constantly increasing. You are reaching steady state equilibrium that you always hated now seems acceptable.
It is clear that these old age formulas need to be revisited. Key variables need to be tweaked to alter the results. This painful classical physics needs to be outlawed.
And it begins with a simple reduction in ‘mass’.
Been there 🙂
past tense is encouraging here
@CAR: If it makes u feel any better, my laundry is not done, the sink is full of dishes, if i ever get to ironing i shud get some sort of award.. That being said, the physics does apply, mass has increased after the run.. you missed one important aspect though – gravity.. somebody said to me earlier today that if a toaster was thrown at me, it would settle in an orbit around my waistline.. After reading all of this, I hope you're not feeling all that discouraged.. just know that there are a lot of people like that and eventually you will bounce back..it is upto you to make today THE day [look whos talking!].. well after giving you my words of wisdom i am now obligated to proceed to the kitchen and do the dishes.. for the sake of 'practice what you preach'.. maybe I should say. Thanks Dushyant.. you might have just broken my inertia!!
Good one. Inertia, is an urban endemic i think, only cannot be vaccinated for..or can it?
Jasmine: Your welcome. The trick is not just to break it but to not let it come back. We are talking about endless energy here 🙂
DK: Thanks DK.. The vaccine is to not care.