jmgoyder

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Nag, nag, nag!

Ming just got back from Southbound http://www.southboundfestival.com.au/ a huge musical festival. He went with his two best mates and was away for two nights, so he wasn’t home for his 19th birthday (yesterday).

Did I miss him? No.
Was I lonely? No.
Would I have minded if he’d stayed away a bit longer? No.

Now don’t get me wrong. I adore him and he is a wonderful kid but he is also a NAG!

The first thing he said when he got home: “Why haven’t you cleaned your office out yet?”

Let me explain: my’√≥ffice’is a tiny room at the back of the house that was once a junk room. Well now it is both an office and a junk room. Nevertheless it is my only totally private space – so private that I lock it when I am out.

Mr NAG wants to help me organize the office but the more he hassles me, the less inclined I am to sort it out. I seem to have some sort of mental block, possibly due to a deep psychological resistance to sorting out the paperwork of my life, or else pure laziness.

Nag, nag, nag!

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