Initially I was pleased that P week was approaching. Pondering possible of acts that could start with P was pleasant as they seemed plentiful. Peonies, pinatas, pandas, and pets. Popcorn, pizza, planet and poodle. Each pointed to a possibility that could be poignant, playful or pleasant.
I patiently reviewed possible plans. But then I started feeling pressure… The plethora of options was problematic. I wanted to perform the perfectly planned act of P kindness. Panic permeated.. P week was passing by and I had yet to publish a post.
Today I could postpone it no more. I punted, repeating a previous plan (A Is For A Lot of Things). Snacks were purchased for my place of employment. Peaches, plums and peanuts placed on the the kitchen table made me popular with my peers, even if it wasn't the perfectly planned act that I had pondered.
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