Me: Is 45 minutes enough time to paint some trim?
Me: Of course. Yesterday it only took you 30 minutes to do that section of trim over there. That gives you enough time to paint and wash out your brush. You don't even have to change your clothes. You're an expert by now.
Me: OK. Looky here. There's a message on the phone.
Me: (listens to message)
Me: You don't really have time for this. Now you have only 40 minutes.
Me: Forty minutes is still enough time to do one wall.
Me: (sits down at computer to check email, gets sucked into internet vortex)
Me: You dummy. Now you only have 30 minutes. You'll get it done, but you'll have to be late.
Me: It's OK. I can be late.
Me: (continues to sit at computer, having moved onto Facebook)
Me: You're an idiot. Now there are only 20 minutes.
Me: Stop judging me. I want to know what's going on with my Facebook friends. Look! Jessi posted pictures of her new bathroom! (scrolls through pictures) Ahhh.... it looks nice. (smiles and nods head appreciatively)
Me: Just do a blog post now. Don't try to get deep or philosophical. You don't have that kind of time, and it takes you forever to put together something worth reading.
Me: You're not very nice.
Me: You're still an idiot.
|It COULD finish itself, right?|
I mean, that's possible, isn't it?