Contemplating

You know those dust webs that form along the walls and ceilings? Not spider webs so much as the little filaments that float around and gather together and grow when you don't use the broom on the walls and ceilings...

I have several. Actually, since I haven't taken a broom around for... well, eons... I have a lot. I would glance up and decide that one of these days I needed to sweep them down, but they don't really hurt anything so the sense of urgency was never that great.

Saturday morning I came home from work and my brother was lying in wait, finger pointing to a corner of the dining room. I looked and there, festooning the corner like a Christmas garland, was a huge dust web that had, well, not fallen, but drifted down. The two ends were still connected to the ceiling but the middle - and it was a huge middle - hung down about eye level (8 foot ceilings, btw).

It's still there. I sit, contemplating its complexity and wondering how long it will be able to hang on, as more dust and filaments gather in the middle, how long will it waft gently in the breeze before a gust comes along that rends it from its perch.

So... yeah, that pretty much sums up my view on housework...