In his diary, Robert Fripp wrote:
Benevolence is constantly available.
But, we are not constantly available to Benevolence.
To be available to Benevolence, we have to do a little to move towards it.
But, rather than do the little we have to do, we do lot that we don’t have to do.
Rather than do the little that is possible for us, we seek Big Things beyond our reach.
This is the tragedy of the human condition.
This seems quite apt with what’s happening at the moment.
On seperate matters, today the new carpet was laid in the bedroom and it looks very snazzy. I am very impressed with the job. The main part of my morning was moving all the stuff out of the bedroom so that the carpet fitter had full access to the room. Moving the mattress down the stairs illicited a few swear words – after the job was done, moving the mattress back upstairs eliciting a fast-flowing cascade of verbal abuse. Luckily, I had warned my mother in advance who offered her help in moving the heavy item up the stairs. Of course, I didn’t ask her to lift it – her job was to loosen the mattress whenever it got stuck on a stair, with me at the bottom, huffing and puffing, weight fully behind it, like a modern-day and out-of-condition Samson moving the pillars (or as this is bed-related, maybe it should be pillows?).
Anyway, job done and the Missus will be mightily impressed. I feel shagged out, but did spend yesterday stripping the wallpaper in the toilet and painting all the woodwork, pipework and cistern. Everything is lookng zingey already and it will better when I wallpaper it tomorrow. I even have some spare carpet from the bedroom to use in the bog – schweet!