Doldrums

The Doldrums, as in the ocean area, are found close to the equator in both the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. These are low pressure areas where the prevailing winds are sometimes virtually non-existent; in the days of sail, many vessels were becalmed, time was lost and trade disrupted.

In these times there is much talk about climate change and how and what is causing it; there are some with the view that our climate problems are simply current variabilities in the flow and direction of the trade winds.

If this is so, it would go a long way to explaining how the Doldrums have moved away from the oceans in equatorial areas and drifted far south in the atmosphere, drifted in the windows of the Trash Palace and taken up residence.

For a few weeks now I have been unenthusiastic about nearly everything.  I sit about doing very little for long periods of time. I can’t be bothered doing anything.  How will I ever get the clean-up done?

I can only hope there will be a reversal of the trade winds situation and like a vacuum cleaner, all this doldrums malaise will be sucked out the window and taken off to its rightful place, far, far away from here.

The sooner the better.

Shelf life

See a flat, unoccupied space.  Put something on it.

Just as nature abhors a vacuum, the Trash Palace will not tolerate an unoccupied, flat space.

Prior to the new windows being installed last year, access to the window ledge in the back room was difficult.

The situation has changed, sadly for the worse, according to the neatniks. The new window ledge is now wider and very accessible. Because I spend a great deal of time in close proximity to the window ledge it is now a repository for many things.  Mostly paper things. Of course, they have been placed there so they are in full view and therefore will be attended to immediately.

What a laugh.

There are a few newspapers with articles requiring a re-read. There is an issue of Reading’s book catalogue, available for another look. There’s laugh number two. Do I really need to add to my already overwhelming and physically impossible to read, list of books?

Short answer. No.

There are well overdue books to be returned to the library. If they sit in the sun for much longer the cover pages will have faded to a faint coloured blur and the titles will be illegible. 

There is a clutch of dockets and receipts which need attending to and filing, accompanied by a small pile of coins.  Sitting next to them is the instruction book for the new frying pan, together with an attachment of some sort which apparently fits on the pan somehow but seems to me to be quite superfluous.

Time has converted the window ledge into a shelf and it has taken taken on a life of its own.

Federation Square Atrium.    January 2007