Yesterday I bought a new kettle. It is fantastic! It’s not high end and is almost exactly like my old one, except its black instead of white and it actually boils the water.
See, my old one wasn’t broken and it hadn’t stopped working. It had, however, stopped boiling the water in a reasonable amount of time. It also had a yellow build up around the spout that no amount of cleaning could remove. This could not be adding to the nutritional values of my bancha green tea. But nothing was broken so I kept using it.
It was while I was buying some undies that I wondered if the store would have a kettle (I have been known to go into a department store only twice). See, to make an extra trip for an item that didn’t necessarily need replacing seemed ludicrous. But if was already in the store…
As you can see, I have trouble with rationalization. And it’s not just with small appliances either. Now that I am writing at home full-time, I don’t get up from my desk unless it’s to eat, pee or make a cuppa tea. I also don’t go out during “work hours” unless it’s for a meeting, it’s work-related or I’ve run out of vegetables (Emergency! Emergency!).
It’s a common occurrence that my guy comes home at 6 or 7, after a full day of writing himself, and see me still at my desk, head down, keys tapping out an article about Meyer lemons or the new installation at Magic Pony.
Yes I am disciplined when it comes to working at home. Sometimes too much so.
And this brings me back to the kettle. I should have replaced it a long time ago. My cups of tea since have been heavenly – more timely and way hotter than I ever remember a cup at home being. And I must keep this in mind when I am hard at work at my desk, pitching and writing, editing and polishing. Just because I can keep on going doesn’t mean I should.
Every kettle needs to be refreshed from time to time. It’s time I take that advice and use it on myself.
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