I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I have such
good intentions but the minute I get inside the house I’m paralyzed and can’t
complete one thing. In the car I imagined myself organizing all the winter
clothes into separate boxes, labeling them, and then stacking neatly in the
closet.
Guess what? Our bedroom now looks like a tornado
went through it. This is exactly why I try not to take on too much. But because
I had this image in my head that I would organize those clothes, I did not even
get the vacuuming done nor the dishes washed. I don’t know how to fix this
brain malfunction.
I hate that the one thing my husband regards
above all else is a neat home. With tasks that are accomplished daily. I’m just
not capable of this. I am defective. My brain flittered about so much today
that it made me nauseous.
I was doing wonderfully well until I took on the
fabric of my life. Cotton! Time just isn’t on my side and neither is my
scrambled up brain. Sometimes I wonder how I ever get anything done. How I ever
stay positive and persevere through this muddle, I just don’t know.
I’m keeping busy reading and doing my
crosswords. Still looking for my dog Roscoe. Always trying to promote our
office and my husband’s construction business. I need some brain relief. Mines
just too overworked right now.
For all the people who can multi task, I applaud
you! I also curse you! It’s just not fair. Of course, if I know anything I know
that life is NEVER fair. I guess one day
I may learn to do the next right thing and that’s it! Even if it is throwing my
to-do list in the garbage.