My husband tells me, and the children with whom he works: "If you're bored, you're boring."
I'm bored right now.
Of course I SHOULD be doing plenty of things. It is the end of the year and it is a veritable whirlwind of last-minute-ry. But the truth is that the doing of those things would result in making me both more bored and infinitely more boring.
so I do the twenty-first century equivalent of twiddling my thumbs; I search the internet, following one whim after another, time ticking away until I must meet (with half a heart and even less of a brain) my next of the day's many obligations.
Idle hands are the devil's playthings.
But here idle hands are restricted to work-safe sites.
So, really, idle hands are just the playthings of a task-avoidant middle school teacher.
Which is infinitely more boring.
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