By now, you have probably spotted in my topics a tendency towards words beginning with the letter "F". So far, we have had Face, Fight or Flight or Freeze, Favourite therapist, FEAR, FAIL ... Believe me, it was not planned, and yet somehow, even more "F" words are on the way. So brace yourselves for a flurry of "F" words (or a feast, even) in upcoming posts.
But first, let's tackle that most notorious of all the "F" words. No, I'm not going to actually say it, but this provides a convenient opportunity to tell you about my filing cabinet.
It stands proudly in my office, the top one of its four drawers boldly marked "F". That stands for "fresh fruit". In there, I keep a wide variety of tasty, nutritious, natural foods. There is nothing like a juicy pear for stimulating the creative juices, or a bunch of bananas to keep them flowing late into the night. Nothing stays in that drawer for long.
The next drawer down is boldly marked "U", representing "unmentionables". You know, all the usual sorts of things found in an office, like accounts books and tax returns. But we won't talk about those.
Further down comes the "C" drawer. That's for chocolates and coffee and cakes ... and all the "foods" that don't qualify for the top drawer. Well, I'm only human.
The bottom drawer ... you've guessed it ... is where I keep my copy of the kama sutra and other "kinky stuff".
Now, there is actually a useful function served by this filing system. The general idea is that the top drawer should be always full or overflowing with its healthy fare. Then the contents of each drawer should get less and less as we move downwards. But it isn't working.
Maybe, if I switch around the contents between the "U" and the "K" drawers?
So, I've now moved my kama sutra et al into the "U" drawer, which still represents "unmentionables": things we all enjoy, but which do not feature in polite conversation with strangers.
And things like my tax returns have now been relegated to the bottom drawer, and the "K" still represents "kinky stuff". Let's face it there is nothing more "kinky" than income tax: pure sado-masochism.
That's it, then. Sorted! My filing system is now working perfectly, with the most important things on top, and less and less of the unimportant things as we progress downwards.
And, of course, to clear up any misunderstanding, the "F" word I have been talking about here is the word "FUN", essential in the Room For Improvement. Why bother improving anything if there is no pleasure in it!
But first, let's tackle that most notorious of all the "F" words. No, I'm not going to actually say it, but this provides a convenient opportunity to tell you about my filing cabinet.
It stands proudly in my office, the top one of its four drawers boldly marked "F". That stands for "fresh fruit". In there, I keep a wide variety of tasty, nutritious, natural foods. There is nothing like a juicy pear for stimulating the creative juices, or a bunch of bananas to keep them flowing late into the night. Nothing stays in that drawer for long.
The next drawer down is boldly marked "U", representing "unmentionables". You know, all the usual sorts of things found in an office, like accounts books and tax returns. But we won't talk about those.
Further down comes the "C" drawer. That's for chocolates and coffee and cakes ... and all the "foods" that don't qualify for the top drawer. Well, I'm only human.
The bottom drawer ... you've guessed it ... is where I keep my copy of the kama sutra and other "kinky stuff".
Now, there is actually a useful function served by this filing system. The general idea is that the top drawer should be always full or overflowing with its healthy fare. Then the contents of each drawer should get less and less as we move downwards. But it isn't working.
Maybe, if I switch around the contents between the "U" and the "K" drawers?
So, I've now moved my kama sutra et al into the "U" drawer, which still represents "unmentionables": things we all enjoy, but which do not feature in polite conversation with strangers.
And things like my tax returns have now been relegated to the bottom drawer, and the "K" still represents "kinky stuff". Let's face it there is nothing more "kinky" than income tax: pure sado-masochism.
That's it, then. Sorted! My filing system is now working perfectly, with the most important things on top, and less and less of the unimportant things as we progress downwards.
And, of course, to clear up any misunderstanding, the "F" word I have been talking about here is the word "FUN", essential in the Room For Improvement. Why bother improving anything if there is no pleasure in it!