Well it's been longer than usual between posts for me. You all probably thought that after my last entry that I had gone a driven off a cliff or something. Nope, still here. Things are improving but I can tell I'm not back to my normal happy place just yet because of my over-reaction to a large OJ spill this morning. Why is it that I can be so polite and patient when a friend spills a bunch of white punch on my carpet last night? But spill OJ on the tablecloth at my breakfast table and your head could end up on the chopping block!
Adding to my issues as of late could also be the fact that the poop has once again been stirred. The poop being the issue of my being too candid on my blog and it causing all kinds of hoopla a month or so ago. I have learned something from this (I hope) and will not go into more details here on the blog, but let's just say the pain goes on. This time for another party, not me. But pain none-the-less. It hurts. And I started it. (sorta).
But on to other things- The real thing I started off thinking about for today has to do with an oil change at Jiffy Lube. Whenever I think of Jiffy Lube now I remember the movie Juno. Where she writes her intentions on the back of a Jiffy Lube receipt and in the end the adoptive mother frames it and hangs it in the nursery. "If you're in I'm in" Great movie. Some scenes I could have done without but seriously funny script there.
Yet once again I digress. What is it with that? I spend most of my blogging time digressing. No wonder my husband says my entries get too long... It's like I have ADD or something, I can't stick with just one idea. Maybe this post should just be all about the act of digressing. I do it with housework too. I go downstairs to say, I don't know, pick up the forks and things from the baby shower I threw last night and then I end up in the laundry room to throw something away in the big trash can. Before you know it I am switching over a forgotten load of laundry, then the phone rings, and I can't find the phone because I was too distracted to hang it up the last time. Then after the phone conversation is over I see the mailman. While going to get the mail, I weed a few weeds then I come inside and see the birds are all out of bird seed. Yikes- gotta feed them. Then I'm also hungry. So I gofor an Oreo with milk. Next Baby Girl has soiled herself, and it's time for a nap so I read to her and rock her. Then I'm off to read blogs and comment and sit down and write something. However, there are still more things to pick up from the shower downstairs. The first task I had planned on doing is only one step into being done. And now all I want to do is take a nap! (This is reality writing I am not making this stuff up). It's like I am living in one of those books by Laura Joffe Numeroff. Those Mouse Cookie books. Does this happen to others as well? Perhaps I should borrow some of my son's meds. I hear they suppress the appetite- bonus! Nah- that didn't turn out so well for Lynnette Scavo.
Maybe I'll try and blog about Jiffy Lube tomorrow.
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This is one of those similarities I was talking about in one of my other comments. You have described me to a "T" while describing yourself. I work all day and feel like I got NOTHING done. Then I ask myself, "What have I done today?" I guess I just need to focus. Or maybe I can just say I am an EXCELLENT multi-tasker. That is what we woman are know for, right? It is one of those things that sets us apart from the men. :) Speaking of multi-tasking. As of now I am on hold for an insurance call as I am typing this comment. Women rock!
I'm sorry you're still have crappy bloggy issues. I hope that everyone can find peace.
I'm quite good at getting side-tracked too, K. I think they have an actual title for it. Someone made it up and it fits me like a glove "Side-tracked Home Executive" aka S.H.E. :0) Maybe we just need what Luke in Star Wars has: a little guy saying, "Stay on target! Stay on target!"
Hey, here is what I do. I make a list. Then it makes me feel better when I can cross stuff off. On those days that I am in major multi task mode, I don't get to cross much off for a while, but then all of the sudden, it just happens, and I start getting lots of things done. It's great. Then if I really need a pick up I show my list to J and maybe even my kids.
I do the same thing Rhonda does to keep me on track. It's my own little yoda.
Also, my sister often says my posts are too long because all I do is ramble too. I'm OK with that and you should be too. Your rambling digressions are excellent.
The solution is to get a job outside the home! I run from one lesson plan to the next. I don't have time to clean the house, nor do I want to. I have an excuse. I am working. The sad thing is that I can't sit with my little girl and read stories before she takes a nap. I was so grateful she woke up in early hours of morning so I could snuggle with her. NOw I'm crying. Enjoy the chaos, K! It could be worse. You could be working full time.
Nice solution MaryAnn. I thought your job had ended. So sorry to hear you're still juggling all that. Best of luck! I will try and be more grateful for my digressive life.
the grass is always greener "over there", it seems. i always wanted to be a stay at home mom while a good friend of mine wanted to climb the corporate ladder. we got each other's life(for a bit, anyway). that "adorable" saying "bloom where youre planted" comes to mind. i hate that. usually means you are knee deep in a bunch of manure and growing. painfully. i think i woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
ps- i just looked back and saw all the "" i used. i turned into one of those annoying people that talk while wiggling their fingers in the air to make quotation marks. yuck. lol
Yep. It happens to me all the time. I was describing to my husband how, when I clean my kitchen, I have to tell myself, "first you are going to clean up all the trash only. Then you will gather all the dishes. etc" so that I will be able to focus enough and get it done. He told me he didn't think that was normal and might have made some kind of medication joke. I told him that I had heard the same kind of complaint from many a stay-at-home mom.
Digressing blog entries are the best! It's how writing works, and it's honest. Hurray!
You make me feel good. I'm not as scatter brained as I thought I was... or at least I have friends who are just as scatter brained as I am :o)
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