I’m not a doctor, but I often play one in my head. My latest diagnosis? Cleaning and
organizational AD/HD. That’s my
non-clinical, unprofessional diagnosis for a particular neuroses that plagues
me.
I know I am not alone.
Please, tell me I am not alone.
I start to do “x”.
In order to finish “x”, I realize “b” is in the way. To deal with “b”, first have to handle
“1a”. In taking are of “1a”, I
discover than “#42” didn’t happen and is now past due.
Wait… now the dog has to go out.
What was I doing?
Oh, yes: “x”. Did I
finish “#42”? Yes, but “1a” is not complete. I finish it and go back to “x.” Wow, I still have to do 1, 2 & 3
for “x.” It surely is time consuming.
Now it’s time for dinner. But, it’s getting dark so I should go out and take care of
the outside chores and barn work immediately. Shoot, forgot to ask hubby to fill the water tank. Guess I
will haul water from the house. That doesn’t make chores take twice as long or
anything.
Chores accomplished.
Start dinner. Get sidetracked
by a message for something urgent that needs my immediate attention. Realize my
phone case is shattered. When did that happen?
What is that I smell burning?
Dinner done. Ignore
the dishes and hope one of the other 3 people in this house will see to them.
What was I doing?
“X”!
“x”?
What in the name of God was “x”?
Did I mention I still need to take down and put away our
Christmas decorations?
I need a drink.
A margarita sounds good.
I think I need strawberries…..
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