Piles and Piles
I like a nice pile every once in awhile, especially if it proves to me that progress is being made. Piles like this make me happy.
My favorite thing about piles is watching them transform into a different pile.
On the other hand, there are piles that stare at me and make me feel slightly guilty, not in a ‘oh, I should do that’ kind of way, but more in a ‘how I wish I had more time to devote to you’ kind of way.
And then there are the piles that I just wish would go away; and they do! I begin the day with a pile like this and, if all goes well, by the end of the day, it’s gone.
Now that is a really satisfying feeling, but it doesn’t last long. For some reason, this pile re-appears every day. Ah well, one can’t have it all.
How do you feel about piles?