Bubba is holding
his paw up. I realize he’s gotten a glass splinter from the glass I
dropped last week. I swept and mopped the area, then got a couple
splinters myself. Meant to mop thoroughly but, forgot until just now.
I have at least five pairs of tweezers somewhere in the house. I have been walking
around in circles for days looking for them because my face is so hairy. Bubba’s injured paw causes me to look again.
I look in the
hall closet – what a mess! I should put all of these cleaner bottles in one
basket. A basket with a handle, like the hotel maids have. Brilliant! Pull out all cleaners and put them in the hallway
to remind me to get a basket.
I look under the
bathroom sink – OMG it is WET! I must have a leak? Pull
half of the stuff out, then leave it all over the bathroom floor when I realize
Im supposed to be looking for tweezers. Stay on task Jones.
Go into the
office/guest room/storage room. Hey! That is exactly what
I have been looking for! A bill sorter! Yay Laura! I
can cross that off my list. I’ll go sort my mail right now so it’s
done.
Oh – I wanted to
see if I could find those Lowes gift cards I have somewhere…. Hey! Here’s
the photos from the Turks and Caicos! OMG so funny, I should make
Laura a collage. Flip through 3 rolls and pull out the photos for
the collage. Stack them neatly on top of the corner-pile on my desk.
Bubba limps
in…. shit. Tweezers. Right. Maybe
they are in this suitcase? Nope, its empty. Oh! Yay! This
basket would be perfect for the cleaning supplies… dump the contents on the
floor - then reject it because it doesn’t have a handle.
I can’t find
tweezers. I’ve looked for days. I’ll bring the bill
sorter out and do that. Place it on the stove. Oh I could
use some coffee…dump the old coffee. Hey how bout some tunes? Park
it in front of the PC to select a playlist.
Yes that’s
better. Now, what was I doing? I don’t know… I
need to sort all these to do lists, I know!
I’ll make an excel spreadsheet. What should the column
headers be? GAWD I’m so bored! I hate this! Stare
at the ceiling for 5 minutes and space out.
I need to fold
that laundry in the dryer from last week… yawn. Its so
nice out! I should take Bubba to the dog park… crap. He’s
on 3 legs. Glass splinter. Mop the floors. NOW.
I’ll just check my email first…. Oh I have
those 150.00 Target gift cards! Look for a small desk at target.com…
wait stop, finish that order on sallybeauty.com for the notching shears. Go
get credit card, focus focus focus just finish one thing, just one thing. Omg
I love this song! Space out for another 5 minutes, hating myself and
my life because I can’t get a flipping thing done…. Tell myself to start
a diary and list daily achievements for moments like these… I should
also put food, sleep, and emotional state in there… oh meds too… I
think I have a blank journal somewhere in the office… oh fuck it. This
place is a mess, I will never find it. It’s too damn
much.
I’m such a loser. Poor Bubba. I’m such a bad
Mommy.
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