No Bother
No Bother
Thu Oct 19 2023
When confronted with a vile vial of last week’s water, a few wilting stems sticking from the vase, one would be within reason simply to toss the flowers into the bin and dump the water down the drain. Really, why bother? But reason is rarely the reason much is worth the bother, and a day or two can give a lot.
Home can be filled with bother, and we bother before the bother becomes too bothersome--or if you are like me, after it really bothers you. But, really, it is no big bother.
The irksome is easy to eliminate— a husband's wet workout clothes dripping over the banister, say. And sweeping can be very satisfying. (Vacuuming vexes me). Yet it is in the swiping away the swampiness, snipping and saving what still has time, where I find the space is made.
I suppose flowers make the little worlds we make a bit more like we wish the world to be. The will be a puddle of petals to pick up one morning. The bother is no bother at all.