The art of faffing and being a faffer

Some days, all I seem to achieve is faffing.

What constitutes faffing? Well blogging for 1, sitting drinking too much coffee then getting hyper and spending the next few hours trying to bring yourself back down, staring out into the garden, texting mates, spending time on FB, let alone Twitter and Linked In and that’s just the start of it. (you notice I haven’t even mentioned work in all of that!)

Essentially faffing is all about putting off what you should be doing for as long as possible, doing part of the job in hand but not all of it right up until you really HAVE to.

But this perennial faffer needs to get her act together, to get sorted for the coming winter

We have 2 months to go before we head to the Alps. So much to do, so little time. Yup, we’ll be in the French Alps for the winter ski season. Which if I’m honest is a bit daunting. But right now I’m wondering how will I cope without ANY actual gardening rather than the real practicalities of moving home for several months to another country. See, that’s a faffer at work!

Getting some levels of fitness back – why is it in summer I pile on the pounds? I know most people it’s the other way round, but winter means more exercise – skiing, digging, brisk walks. While summer means strolling, lolling, picking veggies, not digging them. Oh, and eating.

Sorting the house and a house sitter – it will happen, in time and in some way…

Needing to sort out the paperwork and the bank accounts –  I need to pluck up the courage and energy to sort out a French bank account. Bureaucracy and me, never did get along well. And right now my French is feeling a bit rusty, so another level of faffing is needed!

More paperwork with filling in the tax returns for the company. Dull!! I could put those tasks off ad-infinitum!

Catching up with friends – top priority there.

Sorting out something special for my brother’s big birthday – I need to dig out lots of old photos and make a photo album for him. I also hit on the idea of making a Tracks Of My Years CD for him, you know a song for every year. Great ideas right? I just need to actually get round to doing it.

Getting back into Yoga – but I need to get my house back from the builders and decorators before I can get into the Yoga space that is in my mind. But I have started classes again so that is good progress. But what will I do over winter with no classes and only self-practice? No doubt it will involve major faffing.

What do we need to take with us? – my homemade jams and pickles , homegrown pumpkins, the Sloe Gin, Lime Leaves and Curry Leaves, yoga mats. Uh oh this needs a separate list! Fortunately the ski and winter gear is already there. But all the cameras and laptops need to travel and that means seemingly miles of cables and tons of battery packs.

A new car – that will get us up and down the mountains. Our old banger, just about made it in summer. But we couldn’t make it do the return in winter, that would be too cruel to both us and the car. See the previous point – Yikes, how big will the new car need to be?

Tidying the garden for winter – will I ever get round to it?

Jobs, jobs, jobs on the allotment! Like planting out next seasons garlic, sorting out the fruit beds and replanting the raspberries, checking up on the winter salads, netting the greens so the pesky pigeons can’t gorge themselves on my yummy food, oh, and a gazillion other jobs on the plot.

Humph, I think I’ll just go and faff about a bit more and then take a nap, suddenly the thought of all this pending work is tiring me out.

I think I have the art of faffing down to a tee ! Any other faffers out there?

Advertisements

Submit a comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s