AFK – did you know what that meant before the post title informed you? Probably, it is just me who is sadly behind the times.
For me, it is a new abbreviation. I learned it recently because hubby is addicted to an online game where common courtesy requires you let the group know when you’re planning to step away from the dragons and dungeons and the like – you know, for safety’s sake. He’s retired; he deserves to fritter away his time in any way he wishes. I certainly spend my fair share of time frittering with my own hobby pursuits. February, in the dead of winter, is fabulous for frittering!!
Except, in February I have spent quite a lot of time AFK – away from [the] keyboard. I wish it were scrapbooking; that is not the case.
First: I was stalling on organizing our tax stuff. My dread starts when those infamous green and white tax packets arrive in early January. Even I could not get over the guilt of looking at blogs online while the stack of financial paperwork sat just 2 feet away – mocking me. So yes, whining about it again this year; that is not new!
And second: tidying - not our house mind you – but hubby’s aunt’s. We are getting ready for her estate sale, and it is v -- e -- r -- y slow going. The fun part has been discovering some old books and admiring some of her antique furniture – like this piece. It will be the pièce de résistance at the auction for those interested in antiques, don’t you agree?
There were also brief flirtations on Ash Wednesday last week with the idea of changing some habits for the better during Lent. I admit to then promptly opting to skip Bible Study on Thursday. Not a good start, S! We went instead to a local auction run by the company who will be doing the estate sale. Hubby and I both thought his aunt had “better junk” than we saw there. Aren’t we silly.
That’s the memo from here this Monday morning. Do give Sian @FromHighInTheSky and friends a wave and let us know what new kind of frittering you’ve been doing. AFK or not.