Inpursuitof

Today was a trying day. A very trying day. My usually dire sense of spatial awareness has taken an early Bank Holiday so I’ve spent most of the day knocking extremeties on desks and doorframes. Work that has been milling around for nigh-on a month suddenly reached its deadline without anyone doing any of it. Rounding everything off nicely, I couldn’t find the £20 I left on the side for my driving lesson, which the instructor promptly forgot to turn up to.

I appreciate that it’s no wrong-foot-in-a-military-campaign but can anyone say ‘GARGH?’

The most confounding thing was the waiting. I loathe waiting; impatience is one of my many vices. My dad’s the same, there’ll be a brilliant idea but if it doesn’t happen in 5 minutes it’s shelved. Bouncing around inside the four walls of the perfect plan can drive you mad. It’s so utterly frustrating to know exactly where you want to be but lack either the map or the car to get there. Times that by a thousand if the plan isn’t for you, if you’re working to make something happen for someone else. I guess you just have to keep flailing round in anticipation of that  phenomenal satisfaction when someone fires the starting pistol.

It’s utter petulance but good greatness I want it, and I want it now.

1) £3.00 to Oxfam

2) Must try harder

3) The Barclays bike collector