zuzu's petals

I finally got done with a deadline at work. This had been eating up a lot of my time lately and I am relieved to get it off my back. Considering that I have been a little short on sleep lately - thanks to this and other reasons - and pulled in a nice six miler after work this evening, I should have been asleep a while ago. Or at least, happily curled up with Card's Ender. Instead, I am still up and blogging. Why? Wherefore? Well, I cleaned up my yahoo mail box for a while. Why? Wherefore? It all started when I got up super charged this morning - it was probably the adrenalin from the deadline. Anyways, I got up and decided to get through all my pending emails, to-dos, etc in my personal domain. I got through all that and got to work in good time. At work, while I was nervously waiting the results of a couple of runs that took a while (and on which hung in balance my efforts), I cleaned up my work email. I must admit it though. I love to organize. The feeling that I get after cleaning up an inbox, or wiping out the white board after finishing some thing, or checking off all items in a to-do list is as close to complete peace as I will ever get. Anyways, having done all this cleaning I thought I'd follow up by cleaning my yahoo mail box which doesn't get too much of important mail - just a lot of stuff that I can filter through and clean up once in a while. Hence. Therefore. But this was still done a good 20 mins ago. What transpired after? What events came to pass?
In short, what happened? My closet door is what happened. I noticed this evening when I came home that there was an issue with one of the sliding doors. I think it came off its groove and consequently is wobbling all over the place. In fact, I was having trouble closing that door. Of course, this implied that I couldn't go to bed. Why? Wh .. ok I'll stop. Because I cannot sleep with the closet door open. I do not know why. I cannot explain it. But the closet is pretty close to my bed and I just cannot go to bed with the door open and all my clothes visible. So, there was no option. Being sensitive to my downstairs' neighbors, I only spent 10-15 mins jiggling it mildly and just trying to get it to move enough to close the door for tonight. Tomorrow, we shall do a more thorough job of it. And now the conditions are perfect. And so to bed.

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A Fly on the Wall said…
I am in suspense over what happened next with the closet door. Please write an epilogue.

Also... what's the meaning of the title?

sincerely yours... or mine?
simply sincerely.
June 25, 2009 at 12:43 PM
Kashmora said…
:-) I did fix it the next day. And life returned to normalcy. You don't know Zuzu's petals?? You need to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" right away.

Sincerely ours.
August 3, 2009 at 10:40 AM
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