My life seems headed toward “sock drawer” analogy.
Occasionally in my life, I’ve had too many socks for my drawer. But it always seemed like I could get one more pair in there…I’d cram them in…and then somehow get the door shut. Then, I’d find another pair. Same method. I wondered, sometimes, just how many more pairs I could get in there. Five, Ten? Who knew?
And this where my life is heading. I seem to be taking on (or negotiating toward) more stuff all the time…but it somehow fits in there. Seventy basketball games in 83 days? Sure, cram it in. Start a new business? Yeah, fine. Do your own yard work? Uh, ok…
To make room for my new socks, sometimes I’d have to throw away an old pair. But usually that would only come when they fell apart.
And I know I could get a bigger drawer. But that’s not what I’m talking about.
