Darned Fighter Vanessa keeps adding things to my bucket list. Normally I’d be on her side for this, but lately… Well I think she has gone a bit barmy. Her latest item is “Make something go viral”. I mean what the heck? It doesn’t even have to be Parfait Party related she tells me: just any old thing will do. Fighter assures me that cracking the elusive magic of a viral campaign will somehow enrich my life and make it more meaningful.
Frightened Vanessa’s response “Ok, maybe we could do that. After I sleep for a week and wash my hair. Oh yeah and I’ve also got the very pressing matter of re-organising my lint collection.
Seems like these two girls in my head are poles apart: one keeps throwing more at me and the other has a small case of head-in-sand.
But I know what they are both up to. Oh yes, I’ve got their measure. The Parfait Party needs to start officially. It’s the time of gunna’s-be-gone and although Frightened and Fighter both desperately want it to succeed, we are at the the final point of commitment, toes just creeping over the edge, but still gripping tightly. I need to book a party, buy a caravan and just – GO!
So, once again I find myself in front of the mirror having difficult conversations with myself and alter egos.
“Maybe we could just stay here, wouldn’t it be great to still have this house, just in case?” Asks my protector Frightened.
“”Yeah, just another month or two to crack the viral puzzle and THEN we can get back to the original goal” says Fighter, in a rare moment of agreement with Frightened.
“No.” I reply calmly (ok … nervously) “I am going to do this. I am going travelling. I am writing a book. I am eating Parfait. End of story!”
“Ah ah! No buts.”
“Couldn’t we just…”
“Shh! No more!”
Frightened and Fighter are very, very quiet for a very, very long time and then… it’s just me…the mirror and my goal. Whoa!