Sweetly Jamming

No, I am not talking about a fruit preserve that spreads elegantly across cakes and bread; I am arguing in favour of putting a new verb in the English language. Every morning, I can Just About Manage to get out of bed. I Just About Manage to get through the day and Just About Manage to get home again. Afterwards, I Just About Manage to prep a bite of supper and watch an hour or so of trash telly before I Just About Manage to schlepp into bed. At the weekend, I Just About Manage to catch up on all the chores. shopping and feel human for a few hours, before the workaday treadmill begins all over again. Every month, I Just About Manage to make the pay cheque last before the next one pops into the bank account. Every summer, I Just About Manage to live through the festering, hot months before the fresh winds of autumn blow again. And every Christmas, I Just About Manage to get through the season with becoming a victim/perpetrator of homicide/food poisoning/family psychosis. And in my book, this sets up the argument for use of the verb JAM, Just imagine jamming to get to up, jamming to get to work, jamming to prep supper, jamming to get through chores and jamming to eke out the monthly pay packet. Right now, I am jamming to write this blog - blog jammed? - and later, I will jam to finish assembling an item of Wayfair furniture purchased a month ago. And as for jamming the Season of Goodwill? Watch this space.