The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. I have so many things I want to do in order to get things under control — many are just small steps and projects — but feel totally incapable due to current health issues and feel that time is racing by.
Robert Burns wrote about a ploughman ploughing a field and upturning the nest of a small field mouse — ruining it and the fine grain stored within for the coming winter — at a time when it was too late to rebuild nest or supplies. That was where the oft quoted “of mice and men” comes from. No harm meant… But time was a crucial factor in there.
I worry about the time factor even though I am not doing so well right now health-wise. Oh I am not dying — no cancer, heart disease, wasting illness, or autoimmune disorder — but I am in enough discomfort from the symptoms of what is bothering me not to be able to even gather a box to me and slowly sort through it, tossing out the dross¹ and putting what is left back into the very same box or combining it with the next which had the chaff removed.
I really can’t help my health problem, but time still passes onwards and I know that my landlord can’t be too happy that it is taking so long for me to get my boxed possessions off the porch and into my suite. I am trying but… “best laid plans of mice and men…”
The solutions of course is “to put more men on the job”, which I quote from a Benny Hill sketch about a crew evaluation with immigrant workers and immigrant owners in England. The trick is to find help for someone who is on a low fixed income… also non-judgemental and caring help as they also have to cope with someone who does have some emotional issues to do with the clutter.
But I don’t want to sound like a broken record about that.
Even feeling my best I will need that help and feeling the way I am I am not even up to seeking help. But perhaps I still will avoid the plow.
¹ “dross” is something regarded as worthless.